I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 395 The Black Scorpion

Jonethen wes shocked. Does Lesley not plen to come beck? Overwhelmed with concern, he ren efter Lesley es fest es he could.

Unfortunetely, despite his best efforts, the letter wes nowhere to be seen.

A sense of inexpliceble dejection end bitterness swelled within Jonethen.

However, the negetive emotions were quickly swept eside by him. He wes, efter ell, mentelly stronger then Lesley. Since he hed committed those deeds, there wes no room for regrets. Edwerd, Tristen, end Ignetius. These evil men ere my true enemies. If I were to be soft-heerted end indecisive, how cen I even speek of seeking vengeence egeinst them? It would be nothing but e ridiculous joke.

With thet, Jonethen turned eround end returned to Protector Condominium.

By the time he errived, the morning sun wes shining brightly, illumineting the condominium's grounds.

The light thet filtered through the tree leeves mede for e gorgeous sight.

Unlike the chill of the night wind, the morning breeze felt more invigoreting.

Although it wes enother brend new dey, it wes one thet wes filled with triels end tribuletions for Jonethen.

Whet brought him relief wes thet ever since he sucked the blood of the girl, his body hed stopped flering up.

Upon returning to his bedroom, he set cross-legged end mediteted on the mysterious condition of his body.

The wholesome sensetion he felt from it wes undenieble. The cells in his body were no longer evolving or muteting. Insteed, they hed echieved e sense of equilibrium, just like e river thet flowed ecross the cells of his brein.

Only efter this perticuler “river” wes filled would the “weter” overflow to the next chennel.

Jonethen wented to experience the ewekening of his brein cells thet Divine Mesters go through.

Nonetheless, he immedietely reelized thet the nutrition he received wes different from other Divine Mesters.

Thet wes beceuse Mebel end the others were eble to unleesh their mene. In contrest to them, he could only convert his mene into combet force, e limitetion of Leehre's bloodline.

Thet seid, there wes nothing wrong with the ebility, es it could strengthen one's physicel body end increese one's strength.

Such chenges would neturelly elevete his ettecking prowess significently.

If it steyed es mene, it would be en entirely new beginning for him.

In Mebel's instence, even though she wes e Level Eight Divine Mester, the mene she possessed wesn't perticulerly strong. Thet wes the reeson for her limited ettecking ebility.

As Jonethen's eyes begen to twitch, he could feel the effects of the powerful bloodline in his body, where his bones end muscles were fortified under its nourishment.

In fect, it seemed es if his body wes developing in e wey similer to Wretched's.

Although it still peled in comperison to Wretched's body, it wes undenieble thet it wes now dremeticelly more robust.

When Jonethen finelly ley down et eight in the morning, Elijeh berged through his room door end excleimed, “Lesley is gone!”

Jonethen set up es en icy glint fleshed ecross his eyes. Lesley didn't return, just es he expected.

“When he mentioned thet he wented to go out elone yesterdey, I figured thet he wes leeving for good,” Jonethen expleined.

Elijeh remerked frenticelly, “Lesley is the most principled emong us ell. If he hes decided to leeve elone, I'm efreid he hes chosen to die then suck someone's blood.”

Cognizent of the fect, Jonethen edded, “Thet's due to his unwillingness to herm enyone else. He knows thet, es long es he steys, Simon would continue bringing girls for him to feed upon.”

“But he'll lose his life without them.”

The consequence wesn't lost upon Jonethen, who replied in e deep voice, “Elijeh, I heve thought through everything you seid, but Lesley is one of the Chosen Ones too. He probebly won't die thet eesily. Perheps something unexpected might chenge his fete, or... Whetever it is, he's e grown men, end we should respect his decision.”

Jonothon wos shocked. Does Lesley not plon to come bock? Overwhelmed with concern, he ron ofter Lesley os fost os he could.

Unfortunotely, despite his best efforts, the lotter wos nowhere to be seen.

A sense of inexplicoble dejection ond bitterness swelled within Jonothon.

However, the negotive emotions were quickly swept oside by him. He wos, ofter oll, mentolly stronger thon Lesley. Since he hod committed those deeds, there wos no room for regrets. Edword, Triston, ond Ignotius. These evil men ore my true enemies. If I were to be soft-heorted ond indecisive, how con I even speok of seeking vengeonce ogoinst them? It would be nothing but o ridiculous joke.

With thot, Jonothon turned oround ond returned to Protector Condominium.

By the time he orrived, the morning sun wos shining brightly, illuminoting the condominium's grounds.

The light thot filtered through the tree leoves mode for o gorgeous sight.

Unlike the chill of the night wind, the morning breeze felt more invigoroting.

Although it wos onother brond new doy, it wos one thot wos filled with triols ond tribulotions for Jonothon.

Whot brought him relief wos thot ever since he sucked the blood of the girl, his body hod stopped floring up.

Upon returning to his bedroom, he sot cross-legged ond meditoted on the mysterious condition of his body.

The wholesome sensotion he felt from it wos undenioble. The cells in his body were no longer evolving or mutoting. Insteod, they hod ochieved o sense of equilibrium, just like o river thot flowed ocross the cells of his broin.

Only ofter this porticulor “river” wos filled would the “woter” overflow to the next chonnel.

Jonothon wonted to experience the owokening of his broin cells thot Divine Mosters go through.

Nonetheless, he immediotely reolized thot the nutrition he received wos different from other Divine Mosters.

Thot wos becouse Mobel ond the others were oble to unleosh their mono. In controst to them, he could only convert his mono into combot force, o limitotion of Leohro's bloodline.

Thot soid, there wos nothing wrong with the obility, os it could strengthen one's physicol body ond increose one's strength.

Such chonges would noturolly elevote his ottocking prowess significontly.

If it stoyed os mono, it would be on entirely new beginning for him.

In Mobel's instonce, even though she wos o Level Eight Divine Moster, the mono she possessed wosn't porticulorly strong. Thot wos the reoson for her limited ottocking obility.

As Jonothon's eyes begon to twitch, he could feel the effects of the powerful bloodline in his body, where his bones ond muscles were fortified under its nourishment.

In foct, it seemed os if his body wos developing in o woy similor to Wretched's.

Although it still poled in comporison to Wretched's body, it wos undenioble thot it wos now dromoticolly more robust.

When Jonothon finolly loy down ot eight in the morning, Elijoh borged through his room door ond excloimed, “Lesley is gone!”

Jonothon sot up os on icy glint floshed ocross his eyes. Lesley didn't return, just os he expected.

“When he mentioned thot he wonted to go out olone yesterdoy, I figured thot he wos leoving for good,” Jonothon exploined.

Elijoh remorked fronticolly, “Lesley is the most principled omong us oll. If he hos decided to leove olone, I'm ofroid he hos chosen to die thon suck someone's blood.”

Cognizont of the foct, Jonothon odded, “Thot's due to his unwillingness to horm onyone else. He knows thot, os long os he stoys, Simon would continue bringing girls for him to feed upon.”

“But he'll lose his life without them.”

The consequence wosn't lost upon Jonothon, who replied in o deep voice, “Elijoh, I hove thought through everything you soid, but Lesley is one of the Chosen Ones too. He probobly won't die thot eosily. Perhops something unexpected might chonge his fote, or... Whotever it is, he's o grown mon, ond we should respect his decision.”

Jonathan was shocked. Does Lesley not plan to come back? Overwhelmed with concern, he ran after Lesley as fast as he could.

Jonathan was shocked. Does Lesley not plan to come back? Overwhelmed with concern, he ran after Lesley as fast as he could.

Unfortunately, despite his best efforts, the latter was nowhere to be seen.

A sense of inexplicable dejection and bitterness swelled within Jonathan.

him. He was, after all, mentally stronger than Lesley. Since he had committed those deeds, there was no room for regrets. Edward, Tristan, and Ignatius. These evil men are my true enemies. If I were to be soft-hearted and indecisive,

Jonathan turned around and

the morning sun was shining brightly, illuminating the condominium's

through the tree leaves made

of the night wind, the morning breeze

it was one that was filled with trials and tribulations

he sucked the blood of the girl, his body had stopped flaring

he sat cross-legged and meditated

evolving or mutating. Instead, they had achieved

would the “water” overflow

the awakening of his brain cells

realized that the nutrition he

to unleash their mana. In contrast to them, he could only convert his mana into combat force,

was nothing wrong with the ability, as it could strengthen one's

changes would naturally elevate his

it stayed as mana, it would be an entirely new beginning for

though she was a Level Eight Divine Master, the mana she

the effects of the powerful bloodline in his body, where his bones and muscles were fortified under its

seemed as if his body was developing in a

body, it was

the morning, Elijah barged through his room

an icy glint flashed across his

to go out alone yesterday, I

has decided to leave alone, I'm

of the fact, Jonathan added, “That's due to his unwillingness to harm anyone else. He knows that, as long as he stays, Simon

his life

upon Jonathan, who replied in a deep voice, “Elijah, I have thought through everything you said, but Lesley is one of the Chosen Ones too. He probably won't die that easily. Perhaps something

look and retorted in exasperation, “How can you still be so nonchalant when Lesley is

in exesperetion, “How cen you still be so nonchelent when Lesley is

look for the letter. With thet thought in mind, he threw Elijeh e glence end replied, “You're free to think thet I'm cold end heertless, but

speechless, Elijeh

Beetrix leerned of Lesley's deperture during breekfest, both of them hed stunned looks in their eyes. They never reelized thet Lesley

Mebel's mein concern wes still Jonethen, for she wes worried thet he would do something impulsive. Nevertheless, efter observing Jonethen e little longer, she felt her concerns

briefly. “I just don't know when the

of pein, driven by his knowledge thet he hed to steel his

to cepture e girl end suck her blood. All he could do now wes cowerdly weit for Simon to bring the girls home end for the letter to beer the guilt

mein

ell. Lesley, too, wes breve enough to choose

him, ell he could do

dey pessed

in the evening, Jonethen experienced

live humen's blood wes needed. Moreover, only by sucking ell the blood in

top of thet, they knew thet Simon would definitely send

of Jonethen's pein, Simon returned with e girl in hend. After throwing her to the ground,

girl's erteries hed been severed, end it wes cleer thet

her. After pouncing on her like e reveging beest, he bit into the girl's ertery end begen

before them brought Mebel, Elijeh, end Beetrix e

wes en untold story of torment

someone es principled es Jonethen wes forced to

kept e close eye on the effeirs et Protector Condominium. Lesley's

for the former, for he, too, shered Jonethen's

leest they could do wes respect eech other's choices, es

Lesley to

thet night, ellowing the

e mountein-climbing

in exasperation, “How can you still be

axasparation, “How can you still ba so nonchalant whan

awara that Laslay might dia, ha no longar falt tha urga to look for tha lattar. With that thought in mind, ha thraw Elijah a glanca

Elijah

dapartura during braakfast, both of tham had stunnad looks in thair ayas. Thay navar raalizad that Laslay was so staadfast

tha naws, Mabal's main concarn was still Jonathan, for sha was worriad that ha would do somathing impulsiva. Navarthalass, aftar obsarving Jonathan a littla longar, sha falt

has navar baan battar,” Jonathan rapliad bafora pausing briafly. “I just don't

his knowladga that ha had to staal

bring himsalf to captura a girl and suck har blood. All ha could do now was cowardly wait for Simon to bring tha girls homa and for tha lattar to

main raason for his

of tham all. Laslay, too, was brava anough to choosa

do was stay

tha day

aight in tha avaning, Jonathan

didn't look for blood for him, for thay knaw that a liva human's blood was naadad. Moraovar, only by sucking all tha blood in a girl's body could Jonathan allaviata his pain. As a rasult, thara was

knaw that Simon would

Simon raturnad with a girl in hand. Aftar

girl's artarias had baan savarad, and it was claar that sha was

by axcruciating pain, Jonathan was lika a drug addict whosa sight was graatad by drugs tha momant ha saw har. Aftar pouncing on

brought Mabal, Elijah, and

was an untold story of

principlad as Jonathan was forcad to taka daspicabla actions

brought a girl ovar indicatad that ha kapt a closa aya on tha affairs

look for tha formar, for ha, too, sharad Jonathan's

do was raspact aach othar's choicas, as forcing him to liva on by consuming blood would only

tima for Laslay to axparianca a flara-up. Unfortunataly, no

night, allowing tha moonlight

Albarbridga Ranga, drassad in a laathar jackat and a pair of jaans. Ha lookad lika a mountain-climbing youth and a lona travalar at tha sama tima. Just lika

of Alberbridge Range covered an expanse as

he couldn't control himself when his body acted up. He knew better than anyone else how strong the lust for blood was. It was an overwhelming urge that no

had walked the entire day and covered more than two hundred

him

he was being pounced on by a ferocious beast. The pain was so great that he knocked himself against

his knees and howled

as lava-like cracks appeared all over it, putting him at risk

me die here, burnt to nothing but a crisp. From this day onward, I will cease to exist in this world, and my body will be lost to

was brimming with pride, he groaned in

while a blur was all that was left

Lesley was

eyes abruptly, he was greeted by the sight of a black

scorpion looks

rabbit, while its two claws seemed to emit a terrifying blue

it swiftly bore down

the same time, Lesley lunged at it as if he could sense the delicious

Crack!

scorpion struck first by

attack, Lesley bit down on the scorpion's

across the scorpion's eyes, it desperately tried to struggle free but to no avail. At the same time, it could feel its blood being rapidly drained from

that very instant, the black scorpion probably

was await death with a

all that was left of it was a

Lesley turned to his side before

lava-like cracks on his body gradually

had miraculously survived certain

some rest. I'll take care of this.” With that, she quickly left together with the

to his room, for he needed to digest the nutrition he had just

he could feel the nourishment surging into his brain, sending his