I Am Unstoppable
Chapter 352

Chapter 352

Mabel agreed that Jeff's reasoning made sense, and the group set off soon after.

The arrangement was for a private plane to take Mabel to Mount Goliath before flying to Yaleview withJeff and Adonis. From there, the duo would proceed to Mapleton after settling some necessarypaperwork.

The plane arrived at Mount Goliath at half past three in the morning. Everything was bathed in a silverglow. A breeze blew gently, and the moon hung bright in the sky.

After landing at the top of Mount Goliath, the plane stopped there for a little while before refueling andflying toward Yaleview.

Soon, Mabel was the only person left at the top of Mount Goliath.

Mount Goliath was one of the five great mountains and the most famous. Its peak boasted magnificentviews of its steep and spectacular cliffs, and many tourists would camp out there to watch the sunrise.

When one was atop the mountain, there was almost the sense that one was on a mystical mountainteeming with demons and spirits. Being on the peak also made one feel as though they were at theclosest spot to heaven. In short, it was a place that brought to mind images of warriors wielding swords,myths, and other such fantastical things. Even fantasy novelists would replace it a steady source ofinspiration if they were there.

Naturally, Mabel was uninterested in the scenery. Her purpose there was to look for the DemonEmperor.

She had no clue where to start her search, but she soon struck upon an idea and headed straight forEmerald Emperor Peak. It was where the great emperors of yore were worshipped, and not manypeople would go up there at such an hour.

Since she had arrived on a private plane, she did not need to purchase entrance tickets.

Nothing much had changed on Mount Goliath. The only difference was that it had become a touristattraction and was no longer shrouded in legends and mystery as it had been in the past.

The stars twinkled brightly in the sky, the edge of the cliffs lay ahead, and a sea of clouds hung midair.It was practically paradise on earth!

Everything was silent and still. She called out into the empty space, “Demon Emperor, I'm MabelSandler, and I have a favor to ask you. Could you please show yourself?”

She did that three times, and her voice reverberated through the air for a long time.

Her actions made her seem somewhat deranged. It was the middle of the night, yet she was shoutingto meet the Demon Emperor as though she were in a movie or something.

Mabel herself also started feeling a little skeptical about whether it would work and even questionedwhether he truly existed. If not because I've witnessed too many strange and mysterious occurrences, Iwould have been riddled with doubts. However, that won't happen now. I'm firm in my belief that thereare many magical people and events in this world. After all, a human's outlook is always limited.

The silence went on for five minutes. Guessing that the Demon Emperor was not there, she was aboutto go somewhere else and try to replace him when something strange happened. The air in front of her

began to shift, and in the blink of an eye, it started rippling like the surface of a lake. Then she noticedthe ripples condense until they gradually formed the shape of a human.

Mabel immediately realized that it signaled the Demon Emperor's appearance. His primordial spirit hadtraveled to where she was and transformed into a human form through condensation of air, molecules,and the magnetic field.

Soon, she could see the man before her clearly. He wore a black shirt and was handsome.

If Jonathan were there, he would be utterly stunned as the man looked exactly like Lance, the Emperorof Chanaea. However, his gaze was different. His eyes were cold with an icy glint.

When Mabel saw him, she immediately bowed respectfully. “Greetings, Demon Emperor!”

Indeed, the man was Tristan, the Demon Emperor. He gazed at her indifferently and said, “Not manypeople in the world know that I'm on Mount Goliath, yet you, an ordinary woman, know mywhereabouts and real name. It appears there's more to you than meets the eye. Tell me, who are you?”

“I'm the chief of the sixth division of the Department of National Security.”

“The Department of National Security?” Tristan was taken aback. “I've never had much to do with yourdepartment or country. Why have you come looking for me?”

“Demon Emperor, have you heard of Wretched the Great?” Mabel asked.

Tristan replied placidly, “No, I haven't. Why?”

Mabel was surprised by his reply. “Well, here's the thing. Wretched the Great is said to be a natural-born mutant whose cells go through infinite evolution. It has existed on this earth for one thousandyears already. Now, it's...”

She patiently explained everything, including Wretched's murderous intentions and what was about tohappen to Mapleton.

Even after listening to all that, Tristan was calm. He looked at her strangely and asked, “Have youcome looking for me to ask me to get rid of it?”

“If there were anyone on this earth who could stop him, it'd be you,” Mabel replied.

Tristan burst out laughing. Then his gaze turned cold again. “You've come to the wrong person. Youshould look for Lance instead. He's the nosy one.”

Mabel groaned inwardly. I know the Emperor of Chanaea has a noble heart, but I can't replace anyinformation about his whereabouts! As for the Divine Emperor, he never takes any notice of the affairsof the world.

Tristan was incredibly perceptive and said without hesitation, “What's the matter? Can't you replaceLance?”

Not daring to lie, Mabel nodded. “You're right.”

“You sure are honest,” Tristan remarked, momentarily surprised by her answer. “Seeing how honestyou are, I shan't trouble you. You may leave. Remember, don't tell anyone about my whereabouts. Idon't want others coming here and disturbing me.”

Mabel could tell that he would not stand having his decision questioned. With his character, no onecould change his mind once he had decided something.

She sighed and said, “I'll take my leave now.”

With that, she turned to go.

“Wait!” Tristan called out suddenly.

Mabel turned around again and looked at him in confusion.

After pondering for a moment, Tristan said, “Very well. Wretched the Great is in Mapleton, right?”

Mabel nodded in response.

“Let's go there now,” Tristan said.

“So, you're agreeing to stop Wretched the Great?” Mabel could not help rejoicing.

“Not to stop him, but to kill him,” Tristan responded coldly.

“He doesn't deserve to die yet. Besides, there are some connections between us, so I hope you canshow him some mercy,” Mabel quickly replied, shocked by his response.

Tristan gave a mirthless chuckle. “You're mistaken. Heaven's will dictates that he's to die. I'm merelyobeying heaven's will.”

Mabel was utterly bewildered. “Why do you say that?”

“Slowly mull over it on your own,” Tristan responded, unwilling to elaborate.

Mabel felt conflicted. I don't want to see Wretched the Great unleash bloodshed in Mapleton becausethat'd be a great loss to the world, but neither do I wish to see him die! To me, those like the DemonEmperor are invincible. Even Wretched the Great is no match for him. Alas, there's only so much I cando. Regardless of whether it's the Demon Emperor or Wretched the Great, I can't control either.

“When do you plan to attack, Demon Emperor?” When Mabel heard him answer that he wanted to actimmediately, she could not help feeling worried. “I'm afraid you'll have to wait a while. I need to arrangefor someone to fly a private plane here. On top of that, we need to go through certain procedures

before we can enter Thymion.”

“There's no need for so much trouble,” Tristan responded impatiently. Then, he pointed a finger towardthe front, and a purple floral throne suddenly appeared.

The flower throne had eight petals and glowed with a purple light. It was large enough for one person,and Tristan turned to her and said, “Climb on and sit there.”

Mabel froze, a peculiar sense of excitement in her heart. She could guess what was about to happennext. At the same time, it felt too unbelievable to be true. Nonetheless, she still went to sit on it.

The eight petals started rotating as soon as she sat down, and she felt a wave of energy surge withinthe purple floral throne. Then a protective shield enveloped the entire throne. To be precise, it was apurple glow.

“Let's go!” Suddenly, Tristan transformed into a ray of light and shot through the sky. The purple floralthrone followed him, moving as quickly as lightning.

Mabel was truly experiencing what it felt like to ride in the clouds. The sea of clouds rolled past as shezipped through the air as swiftly as the wind. It was moving at an even faster speed than a plane, andshe did not feel any headwind or resistance.

Although everything around her appeared to be a blur, she could clearly see the bright streak of lightthat was Tristan. She could not help feeling awestruck. He truly is incredible! I didn't expect men to beso powerful. He possesses remarkable abilities and is omnipotent. Isn't this even more amazing thanwhat's shown on television shows? In the past, I would've never imagined that such things couldhappen. I'd think they were too fanciful!

Over in the village to the north of Mapleton, the sky was still pitch-black. It suddenly started raining inthe middle of the night. The rain poured down in torrents, but it soon passed, leaving the ground wetand muddy.

Inside the temple, Jonathan was standing in front of Wretched.

Vananeru had been taken aside to rest. She had been through a lot the past few days. Everything thathad happened had been too much for her, and she could not bear it anymore.

Wretched had dismissed all of his ghost messengers, leaving him alone in the temple with Jonathan.

“What's with these ghost messengers? Where did they come from? What are their cultivation levels?”Jonathan asked curiously.

Wretched replied, “I selected them from among the ghosts, then filled them with phantasmic energy tomake them grow stronger at a rapid pace. As for their cultivation levels, they're not highly skilled, butthey're probably more than capable of killing you.”

Jonathan smiled wryly. I've always thought of myself as undefeatable. In front of Wretched the Great,however, my abilities are as impressive as a child's.

Struck with a sudden thought, Jonathan asked, “Do you know how to do spells?”

“A little, but I'm not very good at it. If I didn't know how to do spells, I wouldn't have been able toreincarnate. Reincarnation is a branch of deep knowledge, and few can unravel the mystery of oblivionin humans,” said Wretched.