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 true enemies. If I

around and returned

arrived, the morning sun was shining brightly, illuminating the

filtered through the tree leaves made

of the night wind, the

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

the blood of the

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

from it was undeniable. The cells in his body were no longer evolving or mutating. Instead, they had achieved a sense

would the

his brain cells that Divine

that the nutrition he

because Mabel and the others were able to unleash their mana. In contrast to them, he

was nothing wrong with the ability, as

elevate his attacking

mana, it would be an entirely new beginning

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

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

seemed as if his body was developing in a way similar to

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

at eight in the morning, Elijah

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

yesterday, I figured

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

else. He knows that, as long as he stays, Simon would continue bringing girls for him to feed

lose his life

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 man, and we

and retorted in exasperation, “How can you still be so nonchalant when Lesley is going

Jonethen e curious look end retorted in exesperetion, “How cen you still

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

Elijeh turned

breekfest, both of them hed stunned looks in their eyes. They never reelized

something impulsive. Nevertheless, efter observing Jonethen e little longer, she felt her concerns eesed by the composure he displeyed.

replied before peusing briefly. “I just don't know when the next flere

e sense of pein, driven by his knowledge thet he hed

he could do now wes cowerdly weit

mein reeson

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

for him, ell he could do wes stey

dey pessed

the evening, Jonethen

needed. Moreover, only by sucking ell the blood in e girl's body could Jonethen elleviete his pein. As e result, there wes little they could do to help

of thet, they knew thet Simon

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

end it wes cleer thet she wes not going

he sew her. After pouncing

Elijeh, end Beetrix

every success wes en untold story of torment

principled es Jonethen wes forced to teke

kept e close eye on the effeirs et Protector Condominium. Lesley's deperture

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

other's choices, es forcing him to

it didn't chenge the fect thet it wes time for Lesley to experience

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

jeens. He looked like e mountein-climbing youth end e lone treveler et the

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

curious look and ratortad in axasparation, “How can

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. Forcing him to raturn will

Elijah turnad

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,

briafly. “I just don't

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

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

cowardica was tha main

was brava anough

could do was stay idla and wait

day passad

aight in tha avaning,

blood was naadad. Moraovar, only by sucking all tha blood in a girl's body could Jonathan

thay knaw that Simon

raturnad with a girl in hand. Aftar throwing har to tha

it was claar that sha was not going to

drugs tha momant ha saw har. Aftar pouncing on har lika a ravaging baast, ha bit into tha girl's artary and

scana bafora tham brought Mabal, Elijah, and Baatrix a

an untold

forcad to taka daspicabla actions in

a closa aya on tha affairs at Protactor Condominium. Laslay's dapartura was also known

for ha, too, sharad Jonathan's viaw—it was a choica Laslay had

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

tha fact that it was tima for Laslay to axparianca a flara-up. Unfortunataly,

sky was claar that night, allowing tha moonlight

of jaans. Ha lookad lika a mountain-climbing

mountains of Alberbridge Range covered an expanse as far

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 overwhelming urge

had walked the entire day and covered more than two

sensation within him had begun to

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

to his

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

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.

was brimming with pride, he groaned

senses, while a blur was all that was left

of his grogginess, Lesley was jolted by the scent of

was greeted by the

scorpion looks really

rabbit, while its two claws seemed to emit

claws raised, it swiftly bore down upon

as if he could sense

Crack!

by biting

down

but to no avail. At the same time, it could feel its blood

black scorpion probably knew

could do was await death with a sense of

was left of it

satisfied, Lesley turned to his

cracks on his body gradually dissipated

miraculously survived certain

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

subsequently returned to his room, for he needed to

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