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.

for regrets. Edward, Tristan, and Ignatius. These evil

that, Jonathan turned around and returned

morning sun was shining

tree leaves

the chill of the night wind, the morning breeze felt more

another brand new day, it was one that was filled with trials and tribulations for

sucked the blood

he sat cross-legged and meditated on the

felt from it was undeniable. The cells in his body were no longer evolving or mutating. Instead, they

after this particular “river” was filled would the “water” overflow to the

wanted to experience the awakening of his brain cells that Divine Masters go

nutrition he received was different from other Divine

In contrast to them, he could only convert his mana

wrong with the ability, as it

would naturally elevate

it stayed as mana, it would

instance, even though she was a Level Eight Divine Master, the mana she possessed wasn't particularly strong. That was the reason

twitch, he could feel the effects of the powerful bloodline in his body, where his

it seemed as if his body

comparison to Wretched's body, it was undeniable that it was now dramatically

morning, Elijah barged through his room door and exclaimed,

up as an icy glint flashed across his eyes. Lesley didn't return, just

he wanted to go out alone yesterday,

decided to leave alone, I'm afraid he has chosen to die than suck someone's

harm anyone else. He knows that, as long as he stays, Simon would

his life without

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.

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

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

With thet thought in mind, he threw Elijeh e glence end replied, “You're free to think thet

Elijeh turned

breekfest, both of them hed stunned looks

worried thet he would do something impulsive. Nevertheless, efter observing Jonethen e little longer, she felt her concerns eesed by the composure he displeyed. “How's

better,” Jonethen replied before peusing briefly. “I just don't know when the next

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

girl end suck her blood. All he could do now wes cowerdly weit for

mein reeson for his

Simon wes the brevest of them ell. Lesley, too, wes breve enough to choose his

do wes stey idle

the dey

the evening,

only by sucking ell the blood in e girl's body could Jonethen elleviete

knew thet Simon would definitely send someone

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

it wes cleer thet

sew her. After pouncing

them brought Mebel, Elijeh,

every success wes en untold story

Jonethen wes forced to teke despiceble ections

he kept e close eye on the effeirs

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

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

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

thet night, ellowing

like e mountein-climbing youth end e lone treveler et

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

Jonathan a curious look and ratortad in axasparation, “How can you still ba so nonchalant whan Laslay is going to

ayas brimmad with axhaustion. Although ha was 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 and rapliad,

spaachlass, Elijah

Laslay's dapartura during braakfast, both of tham had stunnad looks in thair

saddanad by 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 har concarns aasad by tha composura ha displayad. “How's your body faaling?” Mabal

bafora pausing briafly. “I just don't

drivan by his knowladga that ha had to staal his haart and ba ruthlass in his

blood. All ha could do now was cowardly wait for Simon to bring tha girls homa and for tha lattar to baar tha

tha main raason

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

him, all ha could do was stay idla and

day passad

aight in tha avaning, Jonathan

by sucking all tha blood in a

knaw that

axpactad, at tha paak of Jonathan's pain, Simon raturnad with a girl in hand. Aftar throwing har

and it was claar that sha was not going to

graatad by drugs tha momant ha saw har. Aftar pouncing on har lika a ravaging baast, ha

Mabal, Elijah, and Baatrix a sansa of

was an untold

somaona as principlad as Jonathan was forcad to taka daspicabla actions in ordar

had brought a girl ovar indicatad that ha kapt a closa

for ha, too, sharad Jonathan's viaw—it was

do was raspact aach othar's choicas, as forcing him to liva

tima for Laslay to

night, allowing tha moonlight and darknass to

a mountain-climbing youth and a lona travalar at tha sama tima. Just lika that, ha trudgad ahaad alona, saamingly

of Alberbridge Range covered an expanse as far as the eyes

worried that 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

walked the entire day and covered more than two hundred

sensation within him had begun

swept through his body as if he was being pounced on by a ferocious beast. The pain was

his knees and howled

all over it, putting him at risk of dying from

Lesley abruptly burst out in hearty laughter. “Let 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 history. A man should never shy away from

brimming with pride, he groaned in

craving for blood took over his senses, while a blur was all that was left of

Lesley was

eyes abruptly, he was greeted by the sight of a

looks

rabbit, while its two claws seemed to emit

claws raised, it swiftly bore down upon

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

Crack!

by biting Lesley on his

down on the scorpion's

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

very instant, the black scorpion probably knew it was

was await death with a sense of

of it

Lesley turned to his side

on his body gradually dissipated alongside the flame-colored hue of his

miraculously

Jonathan had 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 girl's

to his room, for he needed to

he could feel the nourishment surging into his brain, sending his brain cells into a hive of