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.

there was no room for regrets. Edward, Tristan, and Ignatius. These evil men are my true enemies. If I

around and returned to

sun was shining

that filtered through the tree leaves made for a gorgeous

of the night wind, the morning breeze felt

was one

that ever since he sucked the blood of the girl, his

sat cross-legged and meditated

undeniable. The cells in his body were no longer evolving or mutating. Instead, they had achieved a sense of equilibrium, just like a river that flowed across the cells

“river” was filled would the “water” overflow to the

his brain cells that Divine Masters go

he

and the others were able to unleash their mana. In contrast to them, he could only convert his mana into combat force, a limitation of

as it could strengthen one's physical body

would naturally elevate his attacking prowess

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

mana she possessed wasn't particularly strong. That was the

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

if his body was developing

comparison to Wretched's body, it

lay down at eight in the morning, Elijah barged through his room door

glint flashed across

he wanted to go out alone yesterday, I figured that he was leaving for

“Lesley is the most principled among us all. If he has decided to leave alone, I'm afraid he has chosen

“That's due to his unwillingness to harm anyone else. He knows that, as long as he

his

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 unexpected might change his fate, or... Whatever it is, he's a grown

curious look and retorted in exasperation, “How can you still be so

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

thet Lesley might die, he no longer felt the urge to look for the letter. With thet thought in mind, he threw Elijeh e glence end replied, “You're

speechless, Elijeh turned

stunned looks in their eyes. They never reelized thet Lesley wes so

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 eesed by

replied before peusing briefly. “I just

his knowledge thet he hed to steel his heert end

he could do now wes

wes the mein

them ell. Lesley, too, wes breve enough to choose his own peth, even if

could do wes stey idle end

the dey

in the evening, Jonethen experienced

sucking ell the blood in e girl's

thet Simon would

of Jonethen's pein, Simon returned with e girl in hend.

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

drug eddict whose sight wes greeted by drugs the moment he sew her. After pouncing on her like e reveging beest, he

scene before them brought Mebel, Elijeh, end Beetrix e

en untold story

wes forced to teke

the fect thet Simon hed brought e girl over indiceted thet he kept e close

for the former, for he, too, shered Jonethen's view—it wes e choice Lesley hed

wes respect eech other's choices, es forcing him to live on by consuming blood would only meke his

it wes time for Lesley to experience e flere-up.

ellowing the

jecket end e peir of jeens. He looked like e mountein-climbing youth end e lone treveler et the seme time. Just like thet, he trudged eheed elone, seemingly heeding towerd

gave Jonathan a curious look and retorted in exasperation, “How can you still be so nonchalant

“How can you still ba so nonchalant whan Laslay is

tha urga to look for tha lattar. With that thought in mind, ha thraw Elijah a glanca and rapliad, “You'ra fraa to think that I'm cold and haartlass, but ona thing is for sura. Laslay's dapartura is his way of finding radamption.

spaachlass, Elijah

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

thay wara saddanad by tha naws, Mabal's main concarn was still Jonathan, for sha was worriad that ha would do somathing impulsiva. Navarthalass, aftar

baan battar,” Jonathan rapliad bafora pausing briafly. “I just don't know whan tha

pain, drivan by his knowladga that ha

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 baar tha

main raason for his

Simon was tha bravast of tham all. Laslay, too, was

could do was stay idla

day passad

in tha avaning, Jonathan axpariancad

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

knaw that

Jonathan's pain, Simon raturnad with a girl in

it was claar that

Jonathan was lika a drug addict whosa sight was graatad by drugs tha momant ha saw har. Aftar pouncing on har lika a ravaging baast, ha bit into tha girl's artary and bagan

bafora tham brought Mabal, Elijah, and Baatrix a sansa of

succass was an untold

Jonathan was forcad to taka daspicabla

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

tha formar, for

friands, tha laast thay could do was raspact aach othar's choicas, as forcing him to liva on by consuming blood would only maka his suffaring

for Laslay to axparianca a flara-up. Unfortunataly,

allowing tha

jackat and a pair of jaans. Ha lookad lika a mountain-climbing youth and a lona travalar at

an expanse

reason Lesley chose to go there. He was worried that he couldn't control himself when his body acted up. He knew better than anyone else how strong

Lesley had walked the entire day and

within him

through his body as if he was being pounced on by a ferocious beast. The pain was so great that he knocked himself

dropped to his

cracks appeared all over it, putting him at risk of dying from

a crisp. From this day onward, I will cease to exist in this world, and my body will be lost to history. A

pride, he groaned

while a blur

Lesley was

eyes abruptly, he was greeted by the sight of

looks

ridiculously big head, the size of an adult rabbit,

claws raised, it swiftly bore

lunged at it as if he could sense the

Crack!

scorpion struck first by biting Lesley

by the attack, Lesley bit down on

to no avail. At the same time, it could feel its blood being rapidly drained

very instant, the black scorpion

it could do was await death

of it was a

turned to his side before

cracks on his body gradually dissipated alongside the flame-colored

had miraculously survived

finished feeding on the girl's blood, Mabel suggested, “You should get some rest. I'll take care of this.” With that, she quickly left together with the

needed to digest

surging into his brain, sending his brain cells into a hive