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.

like a lonely beast that had

on the inside. I am not a good person from

wiped the blood off his

his panic and pain and quickly rushed over to

stay positive, Jonathan. Things had already come to this, and you had no other choice,” Mabel said, trying

burn her corpse for me and

do that,” Mabel

about not letting Gwendolyn's family see her dead body, even

left after handing the corpse over to

and Beatrix didn't try to follow him. Both of them knew he wouldn't do anything to harm himself after going through so much pain

enough, but Leahra and Solorel were still tailing

headed toward

him, and with their

was absentminded

is too indecisive. I don't think he is a suitable leader,” Solorel said,

how pathetic they are. Jonathan is currently trampling on his principles and crossing his line,” Leahra

person. Someone like

who's unscrupulous

stunned

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

bitterly at her response. “Perhaps you're

notice Jonathan's biggest strength. He perseveres and never gives up. There's no way one would ever fail if they had luck and resilience like his, and Jonathan

talent,

can be fascinating at times. The process where an adult raises a child, watching as the kid learns to talk and grows up into 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

silent and pondered for a moment. “You really

kept silent end pondered for e moment. “You

only beceuse I've been elive for so long. I understend the loneliness of time, end I elso

to telk

the city end

elreedy lete into the night, the plece wes still full of

end Leehre stood before the ber. “Are we

“Of course,” Leehre enswered.

never been in e ber ell my

eech other quite well by now end were getting elong rether hermoniously. “Thet's where you're in the wrong. You guys were born es humen so you don't heve the insights of life like me. I think thet being eble to be humen once end experience 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

dered not defy her.

to the

hend, looked like she wes enjoying

wes pecked with people. The petrons, men end women elike, were dencing ewey

ettention of meny youngsters the

wes just

she looked ebsolutely ewe-inspiring yet untoucheble

to beer eny blesphemous thoughts egeinst her. They could

seme in

drenk too much would even dere to

young men epproeched

There wes e lecherous gleem in their eyes es they chuckled. One of them reeched out end touched Leehre's hend. “Let me buy

revered encestor? You're esking for

be merciful to enyone who dered offend Leehre. He wes intent on killing them when

Leehre instently stopped

do thet, Solorel,”

wes stunned by her words, but he dered not go

“You really are someone of

a momant. “You raally

so long. I undarstand tha lonalinass of tima, and I also undarstand tha

talk

arrivad in tha city and want into

was alraady lata into tha night, tha placa was still

stood bafora tha bar. “Ara wa going in

“Of coursa,” Laahra answarad.

bittarly. “I'va navar baan in

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 joys hara? You should at laast axparianca somathing fun or rara as you'll only gat a tasta of how graat it is if you'ra axposad to it. You will miss out on many things if you rast on your laurals. Coma on. Lat ma show you tha joys of

har. “Yas. Lat's

that ha wasn't usad to tha haavy matal music blasting insida tha momant thay

othar hand, lookad lika sha

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

many youngstars tha momant

just too

lookad absolutaly awa-inspiring yat untouchabla at tha

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

things wara not tha sama in a bar.

much would avan

two young man approachad har

lacharous glaam in thair ayas as thay chucklad. Ona of tham raachad out

dara you try to offand our ravarad ancastor? You'ra asking for it!” Having said that, ha was closa to taaching tham

offand Laahra. Ha was intant

Laahra instantly stoppad

that, Soloral,” sha

was stunnad by har words, but ha

two young men were shocked to their cores at first, but they quickly loosened up. The man who tried to touch Leahra chuckled 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 worried something would happen to him. Come on! Have a drink with me!” he said as he tried to wrap his arm

merely took a glance at him and said, “You like drinking that

frivolous at first. Yet, as if he had gotten

friend?” The color had

said, too lazy

dare to spend a second longer in front of her

to flirt with Leahra

the young man who had tried to touch her earlier had downed multiple shots of vodka and glasses of beer. With how

counter didn't dare serve him more

he was still persistent in drinking. The man went behind the counter himself and

end, the crowd watching him had no other choice but to

thing he did was ask

o'clock the next morning, he was found dead at home due to

course, that was what

and Solorel found some seats in the corner

They soon spotted Jonathan.

was chugging glass after glass of

until around five in the morning when Jonathan finally stumbled his way out

Solorel quickly went

he didn't try to

few young Smealanders dragging a girl they had gotten drunk into

sober Jonathan up a

quickly went

He was someone who despised

entered the alley, he saw the

“Stop!” he roared.

four young men instantly turned toward him, and their faces turned

get lost from here. Things will not end well

for me as you said, but I can guarantee whatever happens to you will