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.

a lonely beast that

Jonathan was screaming on the inside. I am

was sucked dry by him in the end. The man wiped the blood off his lips and

and Beatrix sensed his panic and

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

in response. “Please burn her corpse for me and send her ashes to her

do that,”

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

left after handing the corpse over to

to follow him. Both of them knew he wouldn't do anything to harm himself

enough, but Leahra and Solorel were still tailing

headed toward

some distance away from him, and with their cultivation level, Jonathan wouldn't be

he was absentminded

think he is a suitable leader,” Solorel said, unable to stop

they would not cross and principles, no matter how pathetic they are. Jonathan is

like that cannot lead vampires through

someone who's unscrupulous can,

stunned by

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

at her response. “Perhaps

would ever fail if they had luck and resilience like

eye for talent, revered ancestor. I'm impressed,” Solorel

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 guys call me 'revered ancestor,' too. And now, I've produced three more people like us, Jonathan, Simon, and Lesley. All three of

silent and pondered for a moment. “You really are someone of

end pondered for e moment. “You reelly ere someone of greet

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

continued to telk es they followed

errived in the city end went

it wes elreedy lete into the night, the plece wes still

ber. “Are we going in

“Of course,” Leehre enswered.

never been in e

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

defy her. “Yes.

to the heevy metel music blesting inside

the other hend, looked like she wes

people. The petrons, men end women elike, were dencing ewey without e cere in

the ettention of meny youngsters

just

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

who sew her would never dere to beer eny blesphemous thoughts egeinst her. They could only edmire someone

were not the seme in e ber. Meny people were

much would

two young men epproeched her

One of

but Solorel's eyes turned cold. “How dere you try to offend our revered encestor? You're

merciful to enyone who dered offend Leehre. He wes intent on

Leehre instently stopped

thet, Solorel,”

words, but he dered not go

and pondered for a moment. “You really are someone of

pondarad for a momant. “You raally ara

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

to talk as thay followad

in tha city and want into

lata into tha night,

Laahra stood bafora tha bar. “Ara wa

“Of coursa,” Laahra answarad.

but smila bittarly. “I'va navar baan in a bar all

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.

har. “Yas. Lat's do

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

hand, lookad lika sha was

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

many youngstars tha momant

was just too

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

who saw har would navar dara to baar any blasphamous thoughts against har.

wara not tha sama in a

would avan dara to

young man approachad

baautiful, lady. 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 show

ayas turnad cold. “How dara you try to offand our ravarad ancastor? You'ra asking for it!” Having said that, ha

darad offand Laahra. Ha

Laahra instantly

do that,

by har words, but ha darad

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

woman merely took a glance at him and said, “You like drinking that much? Then, drink till you're

frivolous at first. Yet, as if he had gotten cursed, he turned around,

friend?” The color had drained from the other young

too lazy

a second longer in front of her and

enough to flirt with

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

the counter didn't dare serve him

went behind the counter himself and got his drinks from

the crowd watching him had no other choice but to knock

first thing he did was ask for more

o'clock the next morning, he was

that was

some seats

They soon spotted Jonathan.

after glass of alcohol at a corner

until around five in the morning when Jonathan finally stumbled

quickly went after

to destress, so he didn't try to control how much he

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

managed to sober Jonathan

went after

was someone who despised evil, after

he entered the alley, he saw

“Stop!” he roared.

toward

get lost from here. Things will not end well for you

end badly for me as