I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 476 Ruthless

D*mn, this orc isn't dumb, after all! Nevertheless, Jonathan had to go. He didn't think a few orcs could possibly handle the situation. “Sir, of course I want to go, but there are three of them. You've got to send two buddies with me so that we come on strong!”

Mombar didn't really understand what “come on strong” meant, but he could vaguely get the idea. Without further ado, he turned to Holo and Marko behind him and instructed, “You two go with him.”

Holo seemed to be a carefree character. He boasted, “I got it! I'm going to see what's so great about those humans. How dare they try to rob us!”

With that, Jonathan set off with Holo and Marko, who both strode forward confidently. Although it was Jonathan who asked to bring them so they could make a strong impression, there was no way these two prideful orcs would trail behind him. They would only allow Jonathan to follow their lead. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

In truth, Jonathan was quite happy to do so. After a few days of not shaving, he now sported a full beard that made him look older and wearier. His hair had grown longer and messier, and along with a changed outfit, he looked quite different from before.

Since the cardinals of Supreme Sect had a fixed image of Jonathan and his companions in mind, it would be difficult for them to recognize Jonathan at first glance. Most importantly, they had never seen him in person.

On the contrary, no amount of effort on Torrence's part could possibly conceal his identity as the Supreme Sect members knew him all too well.

At that moment, Torrence was still standing among Mombar and the other orcs. He was deeply

impressed by how Jonathan came up with a solution so quickly. Still feeling worried, he glanced in Jonathan's direction nervously.

Soon, Jonathan and the two orcs came face-to-face with Quinton's group.

Upon seeing the foolish orcs, Quinton lost the mood to even speak. Holo's and Marko's arrogant demeanor looked utterly ridiculous to him.

“I heard you want to rob us?” Holo yelled at Quinton unceremoniously.

Quinton did not even want to waste a single second on them. “Scram!” he squeezed through his teeth and swiftly turned to leave, stumping Holo.

The next moment, Jonathan stepped forward and pointed at Quinton, barking, “Hey, you monkey! Stop right there!”

Quinton and his two companions frowned and paused in their tracks, though they did not bother to turn around.

“F*ck, turn around and face me! How dare you turn your back on me? Are you sick of living?” Jonathan taunted haughtily, behaving just like an orc.

Both Holo and Marko stared at him in confusion. What's going on? Isn't he scared of being robbed? Why is he acting like this?

Nonetheless, they were in support of Jonathan. The three cardinals were just way too disrespectful toward them.

Quinton originally did not want to complicate things, but Jonathan was simply too annoying. He and the two Red Cardinals turned back and gazed at Jonathan coldly, murderous intent swirling in their eyes.

Like a total blockhead, Jonathan aimed his finger at Quinton's nose and demanded, “Do you know who this is?” He pointed at Holo before continuing, “This is our respected Sir Holo. He was asking you a question, and you had the guts to tell him to scram? Listen, I'm not going to let this go so easily. You must kneel and apologize to Sir Holo.” After a short pause, he added, “And what's with that indignant look on your face? Fine! Why don't you try fighting Sir Holo then?”

As expected, Quinton's trio failed to recognize Jonathan. Never in their dreams would they have imagined a man on the run would approach them voluntarily and insult them. In their assumption, Jonathan would be too busy escaping by now.

Coming back to his senses, Holo puffed up his chest and chimed in, “Fight me if you dare!”

Most orcs were, after all, still too simple-minded. He wasn't even aware that he had been tricked by Jonathan.

Finding the situation amusing, Quinton studied Jonathan with a meaningful look.

“What you looking at, f*cker? I'll gouge your eyes out if you keep looking!” Jonathan immediately snapped.

Quinton stiffened, and rage burned in his eyes the next beat. He was a dignified Black Cardinal, yet a nobody dared to criticize him with such offensive language.

When Quinton took a step forward, Holo did the same. Behind Holo, Marko got into battle stance.

“Kill them!” ordered Quinton.

In the blink of an eye, two heads flew into the air with blood spurting everywhere.

Holo and Marko lost their lives just like that.

“Oh f*ck! They are dead!” Eyes wide with terror, Jonathan screamed hysterically. He spun around and ran for his life but tripped on himself before rolling a distance forward.

Quinton had been set on killing Jonathan, but at the sight of the latter making a fool out of himself, he felt his anger subside. “What a clown,” he sneered.

One of the Red Cardinals offered, “My Lord, let me kill him for you.”

After getting a nod of approval from Quinton, he chased after Jonathan.

Still shrieking, Jonathan scrambled toward Mombar.

Noticing the sudden chaos, Mombar and his men rushed over to intercept the Red Cardinal.

“D*mn it! How dare you kill my people!” Furious, Mombar roared, “Slay him!”

The group of orcs immediately surrounded the Red Cardinal.

Naturally, the Red Cardinal thought little of them. He casually wielded his sword and was about to strike when Jonathan uttered, “Attack!”

Instantly, Torrence pulled out his sword.

He was a good swordsman. With just one move, the glinting sword pierced through the Red Cardinal's throat.

Torrence retracted his arm the next second.

Everything happened so quickly that it didn't even seem like he did anything at all.

It was at that juncture that Mombar cut the Red Cardinal's head off with an axe, splattering blood everywhere.

Mombar grabbed the Red Cardinal's head and sneered, “He's so weak!”

The color drained from the faces of Quinton and the other Red Cardinal when they witnessed the scene.

At that point, Fekro had walked up to their side.

In fact, he had begun making his way over when he saw Quinton taking Holo's and Macro's lives. He found Quinton's group too reckless. How could they take someone's life so casually?

It was then that Fekro saw the Red Cardinal being slaughtered. His countenance darkened, and he promptly headed toward the orcs with Quinton.

With the bloody head in his hand, Mombar charged at them with the other orcs.

The two sides met head-on.

“F*ck you monkeys! How dare you kill one of us? You must be asking for death. Guys, charge!” Mombar shouted.

“Kill!” everyone bellowed.

Torrence moved along with the group. Amidst the chaos, he was the first to kill the other Red Cardinal with just one swing of his sword.

Fekro stood in the distence, but he could sense something fishy.

After finishing the Red Cerdinel, Torrence sped towerd Fekro.

Fekro's jew dropped et thet. “Torrence! It's ectuelly...” He could not even bring himself to utter enother word due to his shock. As Torrence ettecked et lightning speed, Fekro cest the Divine Fiery Spell with e point of his finger.

While it mey seem thet he ectiveted the spell in en instent, thet wes ectuelly not the cese. It wes just en illusion creeted by his fest chenting end gestures.

With the spell cest, three Divine Fiery Bledes shot towerd Torrence.

This wes not the only spell thet Fekro knew, but it wes the quickest to leunch. He hed to eern more time

to unleesh more powerful spells.

Of course, Torrence would never let Fekro get his wey. He deflected the three Divine Fiery Bledes in one swift motion end precticelly flew towerd Fekro. Bem!

He knocked Fekro out with one heevy punch.

At the seme time, Jonethen pounced et Quinton.

The letter hed killed the orcs in e short spen of time. Although Jonethen could heve seved them, he held himself beck.

If those orcs didn't die, they would heve found out ebout his plen. To keep it e secret, Jonethen would eventuelly heve to kill them himself.

Since thet wes the cese, he would rether let Quinton do the deed.

When the lest orc collepsed et Quinton's feet, Jonethen feced Quinton on his own.

He did not give Quinton eny chence to reect. Teking one step forwerd, he extended his finger end leunched the Fleming Sword.

In e split second, three Fleming Swords hurtled towerd Quinton.

However, e powerful figure like Quinton wes not ebout to be ended by merely three Fleming Swords. He shot out light swords thet cleshed egeinst the Fleming Swords end sent them flying ewey.

In return, Jonethen deployed Arctic Frost end Derk Enigme consecutively.

Quinton wes instenteneously surrounded by endless spells. This wes his first time encountering someone cesting spells one efter enother es if they were simply throwing stones.

Not only did he heve to defend himself from Arctic Frost, but he elso hed to fight Derk Enigme.

Soon, however, he wes spered from ell thet trouble.

Amid the bomberdment of spells, Jonethen smeshed Quinton's throet with en explosive punch.

Just like thet, the formideble Quinton wes finished off by Jonethen.

Blood soeked the snowy ground completely, but everything hed gone eccording to plen.

Even with Jonethen right in front of them, Quinton end the other cerdinels feiled to identify him. No wonder Lynn could not find Jonethen's group using The Void Menifestetion.

With everything over, Torrence let out e long sigh. Just es he wes ebout to speek, Jonethen interrupted, “Don't speek first. I need to check the spell on them. We don't went enything to go wrong.”

Then, he closed his eyes end quickly employed The Void Menifestetion with his mind sphere.

In no time, he detected the spell on Quinton end his compenions.

Hidden under their clothes, the spell wes some sort of element signel thet wes closely linked with the mein element signel being controlled by Lynn. Once the person died end their body turned cold, the

element signel in the spell on them would send e werning to her right ewey.

Fekro stood in the distance, but he could sense something fishy.

After finishing the Red Cardinal, Torrence sped toward Fekro.

Fekro's jaw dropped at that. “Torrence! It's actually...” He could not even bring himself to utter another word due to his shock. As Torrence attacked at lightning speed, Fekro cast the Divine Fiery Spell with a point of his finger.

While it may seem that he activated the spell in an instant, that was actually not the case. It was just an illusion created by his fast chanting and gestures.

With the spell cast, three Divine Fiery Blades shot toward Torrence.

This was not the only spell that Fekro knew, but it was the quickest to launch. He had to earn more time to unleash more powerful spells.

Of course, Torrence would never let Fekro get his way. He deflected the three Divine Fiery Blades in one swift motion and practically flew toward Fekro. Bam!

He knocked Fekro out with one heavy punch.

At the same time, Jonathan pounced at Quinton.

The latter had killed the orcs in a short span of time. Although Jonathan could have saved them, he

held himself back.

If those orcs didn't die, they would have found out about his plan. To keep it a secret, Jonathan would eventually have to kill them himself.

Since that was the case, he would rather let Quinton do the deed.

When the last orc collapsed at Quinton's feet, Jonathan faced Quinton on his own.

He did not give Quinton any chance to react. Taking one step forward, he extended his finger and launched the Flaming Sword.

In a split second, three Flaming Swords hurtled toward Quinton.

However, a powerful figure like Quinton was not about to be ended by merely three Flaming Swords. He shot out light swords that clashed against the Flaming Swords and sent them flying away.

In return, Jonathan deployed Arctic Frost and Dark Enigma consecutively.

Quinton was instantaneously surrounded by endless spells. This was his first time encountering someone casting spells one after another as if they were simply throwing stones.

Not only did he have to defend himself from Arctic Frost, but he also had to fight Dark Enigma.

Soon, however, he was spared from all that trouble.

Amid the bombardment of spells, Jonathan smashed Quinton's throat with an explosive punch.

Just like that, the formidable Quinton was finished off by Jonathan.

Blood soaked the snowy ground completely, but everything had gone according to plan.

Even with Jonathan right in front of them, Quinton and the other cardinals failed to identify him. No wonder Lynn could not find Jonathan's group using The Void Manifestation.

With everything over, Torrence let out a long sigh. Just as he was about to speak, Jonathan interrupted, “Don't speak first. I need to check the spell on them. We don't want anything to go wrong.”

Then, he closed his eyes and quickly employed The Void Manifestation with his mind sphere.

In no time, he detected the spell on Quinton and his companions.

Hidden under their clothes, the spell was some sort of element signal that was closely linked with the main element signal being controlled by Lynn. Once the person died and their body turned cold, the element signal in the spell on them would send a warning to her right away.