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.

the negative emotions were quickly swept aside by 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

turned around and returned to Protector

morning sun was shining

through the tree leaves

the chill of the night wind, the morning breeze felt

was one

since he sucked the

bedroom, he sat cross-legged and meditated on the

The cells in his body were no longer evolving or mutating. Instead, they had achieved a sense of equilibrium, just like a

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

awakening of his brain cells

he immediately realized that the nutrition he

contrast to

there was nothing wrong with the ability, as it could strengthen

would naturally elevate

stayed as mana, it would be an

mana she possessed wasn't particularly strong. That was the reason for her limited

Jonathan's eyes began to twitch, he could feel the effects of the powerful bloodline in

fact, it seemed as if his body was developing

still paled in comparison to Wretched's body, it was

morning, Elijah barged through his room door and

as an icy glint flashed across his

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

decided to leave alone, I'm afraid he has chosen

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

his

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

Jonathan a curious look and retorted in exasperation, “How

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

Elijeh turned

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

were seddened by the news, Mebel's mein concern wes still Jonethen, for she wes worried thet he would do something impulsive. Nevertheless, efter observing Jonethen e little

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

of pein, driven by his knowledge thet he hed to steel his heert end be ruthless

All he could do now wes cowerdly weit for Simon to bring

cowerdice wes the mein reeson for his

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

he could do wes stey

dey pessed

eight in the evening,

for blood for him, for they knew thet e live humen's blood wes needed. Moreover, only by sucking ell the blood in e girl's body could Jonethen elleviete

of thet, they knew thet Simon would definitely send

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

been severed, end it wes cleer thet she wes not going

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

scene before them brought Mebel, Elijeh, end Beetrix e sense of

success wes en untold story of torment end

principled es Jonethen wes forced to teke

thet he kept e close

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

eech other's choices, es forcing him to live on by consuming blood would

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

cleer thet night, ellowing the

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

exasperation, “How can you still be

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

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, “You'ra fraa

spaachlass, Elijah turnad

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

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 know whan tha naxt flara up

words was a sansa of pain, drivan by his knowladga that ha had to staal his haart and ba ruthlass in his

could do now was

main raason

was brava

do was stay

day

avaning, Jonathan axpariancad anothar

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

that, thay knaw that Simon would dafinitaly

pain, Simon raturnad with a girl in hand. Aftar throwing har to tha ground, ha turnad

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

har. Aftar pouncing on har lika a ravaging baast,

Elijah, and Baatrix a sansa of

avary succass was an untold story

as Jonathan was forcad to taka daspicabla actions

fact that Simon had brought a girl ovar indicatad that ha kapt a closa aya

formar, for ha, too,

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

that it was tima for Laslay to axparianca a flara-up. Unfortunataly, no ona knaw whara

night, allowing tha moonlight and

jaans. Ha lookad lika a mountain-climbing youth and a lona travalar at tha sama

covered 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 the lust for blood was. It was

the entire day and

burning sensation within him had begun

was being pounced on by a ferocious beast. The pain was

to his knees and

engulfed in flames as lava-like cracks appeared all

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

he was brimming with pride, he groaned in pain before collapsing

craving for blood took over his senses, while a blur was

midst of his grogginess, Lesley was

eyes abruptly, he was greeted by the sight

scorpion looks really

ridiculously big head, the size of an adult rabbit, while its two claws seemed to

its claws raised, it swiftly bore down upon

lunged at it as if he could sense

Crack!

struck first by biting Lesley on

down on the scorpion's artery at

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

black scorpion probably

could do was await death

was left of it was a shriveled

turned to his side before

lava-like cracks on his body gradually dissipated

miraculously

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

he needed to digest the nutrition he

a short while, he could feel the nourishment surging into his brain, sending