I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 410 The Approaching Storm

Ocantine was a Level Eight Immortal Stage prince with a mystic weapon, making him a terrifying force to be reckoned with.

He owned a business in Leyrudon and had plenty of influential people under him, so he was considered a big shot. Even so, he had always been required to contribute a vast amount of his wealth to the vampire headquarters.

That was a rule that had been in practice since forever.

With Solorel and Leahra in charge of the vampire headquarters, all of the princes obeyed that rule and didn't dare think otherwise.

After all, Leahra's existence alone was enough to scare everyone into absolute subordination.

With Leahra gone and the appointment of a new king now, however, the vampire princes started making plans to take over.

None of them wished to be subjugated for eternity. Having had their way out there for ages, all the princes wanted to become kings themselves.

The only way to prevent that was to have a king, who could vanquish all of the princes, step forward and assert his dominance.

Evidently, Jonathan was not up to the task.

The handsome man sitting next to Ocantine casually took a sip of his coffee.

He appeared to be in his mid-twenties and looked like a noble young prince in his white dress shirt.

Yet, Ocantine seemed to be somewhat cautious and on edge when being around the man.

Despite having a gentle, restrained look in his eyes, the young man exuded a strong sense of pride and arrogance.

At this moment, one of Ocantine's trusted aides, a fellow vampire named Neya, came in. Neya walked up to Ocantine and whispered into his ear, “There's trouble at the headquarters, Your Highness.”

Ocantine froze for a few seconds before saying, “Prince Anakin is no outsider, so go ahead and speak freely. What happened at the headquarters?”

Neya shot the man a conflicted look upon hearing that.

Wait a minute... Prince Anakin? As in, Anakin Langston?

Indeed, this young man was Titus' son, Anakin.

He had an insouciant look in his eyes and didn't seem bothered in the slightest.

Displeased with Neya's cowardly behavior, Ocantine rebuked, “Well? Go on!”

speak. “I-It's about Prince Anakin's father, Mr. Titus

in Anakin's eyes grew solemn

has slain Mr. Titus in front of

at once. “What did you just

this true?” Ocantine

dare lie about something like this, Your

“Jonathan Lawson, you b*stard! How dare you kill my father? So help me, God, I'll rip you to

coffee table, shattering

react as explosively, so nobody could tell what he

Ocantine. “Ocantine, I don't expect you guys to help me out. All I ask is that you all remain

latter let out a faint sigh. “I can't believe that young punk would be so merciless before the coronation! Can you imagine how rough our lives are going to be if he actually rules over us? Rest assured that I will lend you a hand once I've taken care of

well. See

the

I'm going to slaughter everyone

“Call Prince Solorel right away and tell

“I thought you've always disliked Prince

to the Lost Ruins. While he wasn't able to condense any divine mana, he did find a celestial weapon. That celestial weapon alone is enough for him to overpower all of us princes. Anakin's insolence and hubris know no bounds. I doubt any of us princes will survive if he rises to power. As such, I'd rather have

why didn't you take action and defend

who's siding with whom. Either way, this phone call will show Prince Solorel that we mean

out his phone and gave Solorel

got through fairly

Solorel!” Ocantine greeted

heard that. “Oh, Ocantine! It has been a

called you today to inform you of something crucial, Solorel. As such,

tensed up.

Lost Ruins three

in shock. “What? He has been back for three months? Our revered ancestor was still around at the

is a greedy man, Solorel. I'm sure you can guess his reasons for doing so. I recently found out that he has been privately contacting a few princes over the past three months. Also, he and Titus have been getting awfully close with the dukes and viscounts. I'm not sure if he has bought over any of your trusted aides, though,”

on Solorel's face grew cold. “I can't believe he plotted this long ago. Did he already know that our revered ancestor would

our revered ancestor while he was in the Lost Ruins. That's

what is his current cultivation

to condense divine mana. Regardless, his physical body is ridiculously robust. I heard he has even obtained an

guard down. Thanks

was livid when he left, so it's possible that he may take you down tonight. This is the reason I called you,