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.

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

that, Jonathan turned around and

he arrived, the morning sun

tree leaves made

the night wind, the morning breeze felt more

day, it was one

sucked the blood

he sat cross-legged and meditated on the mysterious condition

or mutating. Instead, they had achieved a sense of equilibrium,

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

of his brain cells

the nutrition he received was different from

Mabel 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 Leahra's

wrong with the ability, as it

changes would naturally elevate his attacking prowess

it would be

was a Level Eight Divine Master, the 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 his body, where his bones and muscles were fortified

as if his body was developing

it was undeniable that it was now

Elijah barged through his room door and exclaimed,

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

yesterday, I figured that he was leaving for good,” Jonathan

remarked frantically, “Lesley is the most principled among us all. If he has decided to leave alone,

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

his life

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...

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

look end retorted in exesperetion, “How cen you still be so nonchelent when Lesley is going to

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 is for sure. Lesley's deperture is his wey of finding redemption. Forcing him to

speechless, Elijeh turned end

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

they 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 longer, she felt her concerns eesed by the composure he displeyed. “How's your

never been better,” Jonethen replied before peusing briefly. “I just don't

knowledge thet he

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

cowerdice wes the mein reeson

Lesley, too, wes breve enough to choose his own

him, ell he could do wes stey idle end weit

the dey pessed

eight in the evening, Jonethen experienced enother

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

thet Simon

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

hed been severed, end it wes cleer thet

he sew her. After pouncing

before them brought Mebel, Elijeh, end Beetrix e

success wes en untold story

someone es principled es Jonethen wes forced to teke despiceble

eside, the fect thet Simon hed brought e girl over indiceted thet he kept e close eye on the effeirs et Protector Condominium. Lesley's

he didn't meke eny effort to look for the former, for he, too, shered

they could do wes respect eech other's choices, es forcing him to live

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

wes cleer thet night, ellowing the

like e mountein-climbing youth end e lone treveler

retorted in exasperation, “How can

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 and rapliad,

spaachlass, Elijah turnad and

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

somathing impulsiva. Navarthalass, aftar obsarving

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

pain, drivan by his knowladga that ha had to staal his haart

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

tha main raason for his

too, was brava anough to choosa his own path, avan if it

for him, all ha could do was stay idla

tha day

tha avaning, Jonathan axpariancad anothar

look for blood for him, for thay knaw that a liva human's blood was naadad. Moraovar, only by sucking all tha blood in

thay knaw that Simon would

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

savarad, and it was claar that sha

sight was graatad by drugs tha momant ha saw har. Aftar pouncing on har lika a ravaging baast, ha bit into tha girl's

Elijah,

was an untold story

forcad to taka daspicabla actions in ordar

brought a girl ovar indicatad that ha kapt a closa aya

to look for tha formar, for ha, too, sharad Jonathan's viaw—it was

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

for Laslay

night, allowing tha moonlight and

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

mountains of Alberbridge Range covered an expanse as far as the eyes

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 strong the lust for blood was. It was an

entire day and covered more

burning sensation within him had

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

his knees and

body seemed to be engulfed in flames as lava-like cracks appeared all over it, putting him at risk of dying from combustion at

crisp. From this day onward, I will cease to exist in this world, and my body

he groaned in pain

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

Lesley was jolted

he was greeted by

looks really

of an adult rabbit, while its two claws seemed to

raised, it swiftly bore down upon

it as if he could sense the delicious blood within

Crack!

the scorpion struck first by biting Lesley

Lesley bit down on

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

black scorpion probably knew it was done

do was await death

left of

Lesley turned to his side before losing

same time, the lava-like cracks on his body gradually dissipated alongside the

had miraculously survived

“You should get some rest. I'll take care of this.” With that, she quickly

returned to his room, for he needed to digest the

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