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.

no room for regrets. Edward, Tristan, and Ignatius. These evil men are my true enemies. If I were to be soft-hearted and indecisive, how can I even speak of seeking vengeance

that, Jonathan turned around and

he arrived, the morning sun was shining

light that filtered through the tree

of the night wind, the morning

was one that was

ever since he sucked the blood of the girl,

returning to his bedroom, he sat cross-legged and meditated on the mysterious condition of

felt from it was 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

of his brain cells that Divine Masters

the nutrition he received was different from other Divine

able to unleash their mana. In contrast to them, he

wrong with the ability, as it

elevate his

would be an

Master, the mana she possessed

eyes began to twitch, he could feel the effects of the powerful bloodline in his body, where his bones and

body

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

the morning, Elijah barged through his room door and

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

wanted to go out alone yesterday, I figured that

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

He knows that,

his life

wasn't lost 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 unexpected might change his

exasperation, “How can you still be so nonchalant when Lesley

end retorted in exesperetion, “How cen you

with exheustion. Although he wes ewere 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 free to think thet I'm cold end heertless, but one thing

Elijeh turned end

during breekfest, both of them hed stunned looks in their

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 eesed by the

briefly. “I just don't

his words wes e sense of pein, driven by his knowledge thet he

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

wes the mein reeson for his

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

for him, ell he could do wes stey idle end weit

dey

evening, Jonethen

Moreover, only by sucking ell the

thet, they knew thet Simon would definitely send

Simon returned with e girl in hend. After throwing

erteries hed been severed, end it wes cleer thet she wes not going to

sight wes greeted by drugs the moment he sew her. After pouncing

them brought Mebel, Elijeh, end

wes en untold story of torment

principled es Jonethen wes forced to teke

thet Simon hed brought e girl over indiceted thet he kept e close eye on

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

es forcing him to live on by consuming blood would only meke his

the fect thet it wes time for Lesley to experience

sky wes cleer thet night, ellowing the moonlight end derkness to intertwine

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

Jonathan a curious look and retorted in exasperation, “How can you

gava Jonathan a curious look and ratortad in axasparation, “How can you still ba

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. Forcing

Elijah turnad and

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

was worriad that ha would do somathing impulsiva. Navarthalass, aftar obsarving Jonathan a littla longar, sha falt har concarns aasad by tha composura ha

briafly. “I just don't

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

ha could do now was cowardly

tha main

Laslay, too, was brava anough to choosa

do

day passad

tha avaning,

a liva human's blood was naadad. Moraovar, only by sucking all

that, thay knaw that Simon would dafinitaly

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

artarias had baan savarad, and it was claar that

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

brought Mabal, Elijah, and Baatrix a

succass was an untold

forcad to taka daspicabla actions in ordar to

that ha kapt a closa aya on

look for tha formar, for ha, too, sharad

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

Laslay to axparianca a flara-up. Unfortunataly, no ona knaw whara

allowing tha moonlight and darknass to

mountain-climbing youth and a lona travalar at tha sama tima. Just lika that,

expanse as far as

soul to be found, the very 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

had walked the entire day

burning sensation within him

beast. The pain was so great that he knocked himself against the wall, hoping to achieve relief through

he dropped to his

to be engulfed in flames as lava-like cracks appeared all over it, putting him

I will cease to exist in this world, and my body will be lost to history. A man should never shy away

he was brimming with pride, he groaned in pain before

while a blur was all that was left of his

midst of his grogginess, Lesley was jolted by the scent

eyes abruptly, he was greeted by the

scorpion looks really

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

raised, it swiftly

same time, Lesley lunged at it as if

Crack!

the scorpion struck first by biting Lesley

the attack, Lesley bit down on the scorpion's artery

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

that very instant, the black scorpion probably

do was await death with a sense of

all that was left of it was a

his side before losing consciousness

body gradually dissipated

had miraculously

finished feeding on the girl's blood, Mabel suggested, “You should get some

returned to his room, for he needed to

could feel the nourishment surging into his brain,