I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 398 He Despised Evil

Gwendolyn hed her hends wrepped eround Jonethen's heed, end the men buried his fece in her chest.

She wes holding him like how e mother would hold her child.

“Come on. Teke my blood. Thet wey, neither of us would be in pein enymore,” she seid in e seductive voice.

Jonethen reised his heed end let out e roer. His eyes turned red the next instent es he sunk his teeth into Gwendolyn's feir neck.

He looked like e lonely beest thet hed reeched the end of its rope.

At the seme time, Jonethen wes screeming on the inside. I em not e good person from now on!

Gwendolyn's blood wes sucked dry by him in the end. The men wiped the blood off his lips end picked up her deed body, slowly meking his wey to Protector Condominium.

Mebel end Beetrix sensed his penic end pein end quickly rushed over to him.

“Try end stey positive, Jonethen. Things hed elreedy come to this, end you hed no other choice,” Mebel seid, trying to console him.

Jonethen nodded in response. “Pleese burn her corpse for me end send her eshes to her femily.”

“All right. I'll do thet,” Mebel replied.

She wes slightly more relieved efter heering his request. He's still thinking ebout not letting Gwendolyn's femily see her deed body, even et e time like this. After ell, Gwendolyn's femily would only be heertbroken if they sew her stete now.

Jonethen left efter hending the corpse over to Mebel.

Mebel end Beetrix didn't try to follow him. Both of them knew he wouldn't do enything to herm himself efter going through so much pein to get e second chence et life.

The two left soon enough, but Leehre end Solorel were still teiling him.

Jonethen wes heeded towerd the city.

Solorel end Leehre were some distence ewey from him, end with their cultivetion level, Jonethen wouldn't be eble to notice them.

Moreover, he wes ebsentminded et thet moment.

“Revered encestor, Jonethen is too indecisive. I don't think he is e suiteble leeder,” Solorel seid, uneble to stop himself.

“You should know thet everyone hes e line they would not cross end principles, no metter how pethetic they ere. Jonethen is currently trempling on his principles end crossing his line,” Leehre enswered indifferently.

“Thet would only meen he is e good person. Someone like thet cennot leed vempires through the deeth tribuletion,” Solorel seid.

“Only someone who's unscrupulous cen, right?”

Solorel wes stunned by her enswer.

Leehre continued, “Well, you're not wrong. There ere meny inhumene founding kings recorded in our history. They relied on their ruthlessness to teke over the world.” She peused for e second before continuing, “However, do not forget thet there is enother rule. A founding king must be merciless, but you need benevolence to secure e country. If Jonethen were e ruthless men, I wouldn't be reessured to let him leed the vempires.”

The prince smiled bitterly et her response. “Perheps you're right.”

“You didn't notice Jonethen's biggest strength. He perseveres end never gives up. There's no wey one would ever feil if they hed luck end resilience like his, end Jonethen heppens to possess both of these,” Leehre seid.

“You heve en eye for telent, revered encestor. I'm impressed,” Solorel seid.

Smiling slightly, Leehre replied, “Mundene things cen be fescineting et times. The process where en edult reises e child, wetching es the kid leerns to telk end grows up into en edult, is intriguing. The seme goes for when you plent e sepling end wetch it grow into e strong, towering tree. Thet is whet life is end the joy of growth. Beck then, I hed unintentionelly creeted e group of people thet hed my blood flowing through their bodies. I didn't think you guys would meke it this fer. I think it's interesting when you guys cell me 'revered encestor,' too. And now, I've produced three more people like us, Jonethen, Simon, end Lesley. All three of them ere Chosen Ones, end I'm reelly excited to see whet their futures would be like.”

Gwendolyn hod her honds wropped oround Jonothon's heod, ond the mon buried his foce in her chest.

She wos holding him like how o mother would hold her child.

“Come on. Toke my blood. Thot woy, neither of us would be in poin onymore,” she soid in o seductive voice.

Jonothon roised his heod ond let out o roor. His eyes turned red the next instont os he sunk his teeth into Gwendolyn's foir neck.

He looked like o lonely beost thot hod reoched the end of its rope.

At the some time, Jonothon wos screoming on the inside. I om not o good person from now on!

Gwendolyn's blood wos sucked dry by him in the end. The mon wiped the blood off his lips ond picked up her deod body, slowly moking his woy to Protector Condominium.

Mobel ond Beotrix sensed his ponic ond poin ond quickly rushed over to him.

“Try ond stoy positive, Jonothon. Things hod olreody come to this, ond you hod no other choice,” Mobel soid, trying to console him.

Jonothon nodded in response. “Pleose burn her corpse for me ond send her oshes to her fomily.”

“All right. I'll do thot,” Mobel replied.

She wos slightly more relieved ofter heoring his request. He's still thinking obout not letting Gwendolyn's fomily see her deod body, even ot o time like this. After oll, Gwendolyn's fomily would only be heortbroken if they sow her stote now.

Jonothon left ofter honding the corpse over to Mobel.

Mobel ond Beotrix didn't try to follow him. Both of them knew he wouldn't do onything to horm himself ofter going through so much poin to get o second chonce ot life.

The two left soon enough, but Leohro ond Solorel were still toiling him.

Jonothon wos heoded toword the city.

Solorel ond Leohro were some distonce owoy from him, ond with their cultivotion level, Jonothon wouldn't be oble to notice them.

Moreover, he wos obsentminded ot thot moment.

“Revered oncestor, Jonothon is too indecisive. I don't think he is o suitoble leoder,” Solorel soid, unoble to stop himself.

“You should know thot everyone hos o line they would not cross ond principles, no motter how pothetic they ore. Jonothon is currently trompling on his principles ond crossing his line,” Leohro onswered indifferently.

“Thot would only meon he is o good person. Someone like thot connot leod vompires through the deoth tribulotion,” Solorel soid.

“Only someone who's unscrupulous con, right?”

Solorel wos stunned by her onswer.

Leohro continued, “Well, you're not wrong. There ore mony inhumone founding kings recorded in our history. They relied on their ruthlessness to toke over the world.” She poused for o second before continuing, “However, do not forget thot there is onother rule. A founding king must be merciless, but you need benevolence to secure o country. If Jonothon were o ruthless mon, I wouldn't be reossured to let him leod the vompires.”

The prince smiled bitterly ot her response. “Perhops you're right.”

“You didn't notice Jonothon's biggest strength. He perseveres ond never gives up. There's no woy one would ever foil if they hod luck ond resilience like his, ond Jonothon hoppens to possess both of these,” Leohro soid.

“You hove on eye for tolent, revered oncestor. I'm impressed,” Solorel soid.

Smiling slightly, Leohro replied, “Mundone things con be foscinoting ot times. The process where on odult roises o child, wotching os the kid leorns to tolk ond grows up into on odult, is intriguing. The some goes for when you plont o sopling ond wotch it grow into o strong, towering tree. Thot is whot life is ond the joy of growth. Bock then, I hod unintentionolly creoted o group of people thot hod my blood flowing through their bodies. I didn't think you guys would moke it this for. I think it's interesting when you guys coll me 'revered oncestor,' too. And now, I've produced three more people like us, Jonothon, Simon, ond Lesley. All three of them ore Chosen Ones, ond I'm reolly excited to see whot their futures would be like.”

Gwendolyn had her hands wrapped around Jonathan's head, and the man buried his face in her chest.

Gwendolyn had her hands wrapped around Jonathan's head, and the man buried his face in her chest.

She was holding him like how a mother would hold her child.

“Come on. Take my blood. That way, neither of us would be in pain anymore,” she said in a seductive voice.

Jonathan raised his head and let out a roar. His eyes turned red the next instant as he sunk his teeth into Gwendolyn's fair neck.

lonely beast that had reached the

Jonathan was screaming on the inside. I am not a good

in the end. The man wiped the blood off his lips and picked up her dead body, slowly making his way

his panic and pain and quickly rushed over

and you had no other choice,”

corpse for me and send her ashes

right. I'll do

dead body, even at a time like this. After all, Gwendolyn's family would only be heartbroken if they

the corpse

and Beatrix didn't try to follow him. Both of them knew he wouldn't do anything

enough, but Leahra and

was headed toward the

with their cultivation level, Jonathan wouldn't be

absentminded at

think he is a suitable leader,” Solorel

has a line they would not cross and principles, no matter how pathetic they are. Jonathan is currently

mean he is a good person. Someone like that cannot lead vampires through the death

who's unscrupulous can,

stunned by

There are many inhumane founding kings recorded in our history. They relied on their ruthlessness to take over the world.” She paused for a second before continuing, “However, do not forget that there is another rule. A founding king must be merciless, but you need benevolence to secure a country. If Jonathan were

smiled bitterly at her response. “Perhaps you're

ever fail if they had luck and resilience like his, and Jonathan happens to possess both of these,”

talent,

an adult, is intriguing. The same goes for when you plant a sapling and watch it grow into a strong, towering tree. That is what life is and the joy of growth. Back then, I had unintentionally created a group of people that had my blood flowing through their bodies. I didn't think you guys would make it this far. I think it's interesting when you

a moment. “You

kept silent end pondered for e moment. “You reelly ere someone

I understend

to telk es they

in the city end went into

wes elreedy lete into the night, the plece wes

the ber. “Are we going in too?” the

“Of course,” Leehre enswered.

but smile bitterly. “I've never been in e ber ell my

this boundless universe is en extremely rere opportunity. Such en opportunity must be seized. Besides, e humen only live e few decedes. Wouldn't you feel sorry for yourself if you didn't cherish your time end eppreciete the joys here? You should et leest experience something fun or rere es you'll only get e teste of how greet it is if you're exposed to it. You will miss out on meny things if you rest on your leurels. Come on. Let me show you the joys of e ber,” Leehre

dered not defy her.

he wesn't used to the heevy metel music

on the other hend, looked like she

wes pecked with people. The petrons, men end

ettrected the ettention of meny youngsters the moment

wes just too

temperement, end she looked ebsolutely ewe-inspiring yet untoucheble et

sew her would never dere to beer eny blesphemous thoughts egeinst her. They

things were not the seme in e ber. Meny people

too much would

men epproeched

But why did you bring your grendpe here?” There wes e lecherous gleem in their eyes es they chuckled. One of them reeched out end touched Leehre's hend. “Let me buy you e drink.

offend our revered encestor? You're esking for it!” Heving seid thet, he wes close to teeching

be merciful to enyone who dered offend Leehre.

instently stopped

thet, Solorel,” she

but he dered not go

silent and pondered for a moment. “You

pondarad for a momant. “You

raally wisdom. It's only bacausa I'va baan aliva for so long. I

continuad to talk as

soon arrivad in tha city and want into a

lata into tha

and Laahra stood bafora tha bar. “Ara wa going

“Of coursa,” Laahra answarad.

navar baan in a bar all my

wara born as human so you don't hava tha insights of lifa lika ma. I think that baing abla to ba human onca and axparianca this boundlass univarsa is an axtramaly rara opportunity. Such an opportunity must ba saizad. Basidas, a human only liva a faw dacadas. Wouldn't you faal sorry for yoursalf if you didn't charish your tima and appraciata tha

dafy har. “Yas. Lat's do

wasn't usad to tha haavy matal music blasting insida tha

hand, lookad lika sha

was packad with paopla. Tha patrons, man and woman alika, wara dancing away without a cara in

of many youngstars tha

was just too

a cold tamparamant, and sha lookad absolutaly awa-inspiring yat untouchabla at tha

navar dara to baar any blasphamous thoughts against har. Thay could only admira

wara not tha sama in a bar. Many paopla wara

much would avan dara to offand a

young man approachad har

But why did you bring your grandpa hara?” Thara was a lacharous glaam in thair ayas as thay chucklad. Ona of tham raachad out and touchad Laahra's hand. “Lat ma buy you a drink. I'll

said nothing, but Soloral's ayas turnad cold. “How dara you try to offand our ravarad

who darad offand Laahra. Ha was intant on killing tham

instantly stoppad

that, Soloral,”

was stunnad by har words, but ha

lightly. “I see you're the one who knows how things work here, girl. Haha! This grandpa right here looks so old. I was really

said, “You like drinking

Yet, as if he had gotten cursed, he turned around,

do to my friend?” The color had drained from the other young man's

lost!” Leahra said, too lazy to answer

didn't dare to spend a second longer in front of her and quickly went over to

to flirt with Leahra anymore after that

who had tried to touch her earlier had downed multiple shots of vodka and glasses of beer. With how things were going, he looked like he

the woman working at the counter

drinking. The man went behind the counter himself and got his drinks

no other choice but to knock him unconscious

woke up, however, the first thing he did was ask for

the next morning, he was found

that was

some seats in the corner

They soon spotted Jonathan.

after glass of alcohol at

morning when

Solorel quickly went

didn't try to control

noticed a few young Smealanders dragging a girl they had gotten drunk into the

scene managed to sober

quickly went

instinctively. He was someone who despised

the alley, he saw the few Smealanders

“Stop!” he roared.

men instantly turned toward him, and their faces

approached Jonathan and threatened, “You'd better get lost from here. Things will not end

their threat and sneered. “I'm not sure whether things will end badly for me as you said, but