I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 329 Mitra Seal

Galad was slightly surprised. He stared at Mabel for a long while before saying, “I heard from Lama

about two Chanaeans trying to rescue the cacodemon. Among the two, one is a woman who is the

chief of the sixth division of Chanaea's Department of National Security. Could you be her?”

Mabel would never admit to it. The matter might escalate to a national dispute if she confirmed his

suspicions. Thus, she hurriedly lied, “I don't understand what you're talking about.”

Galad sighed. “I wouldn't be able to lay a finger on you today had you admitted it. Since you've denied

it, you can't blame me for what happens next. There are thirty-six Golden Divine Beads on you, which

belonged to Master Gardner of Daphunova Temple. He was murdered a few days ago, and it seems

that you're related to his death.”

Mabel frowned. “Fight me if you want to. Stop spewing nonsense!” At lightning speed, she released the

thirty-six Golden Divine Beads.

The minute the beads appeared, they charged toward Galad like deadly meteors.

Seated down, the holy master waved the sleeve of his robe.

In the next instance, a formation swirl seemed to appear in the middle of his robe.

Subsequently, the color drained from Mabel's face. She felt that her connection to the thirty-six Golden

Divine Beads was severed.

After the beads lunged toward Galad, they were nowhere to be found, as though they had sunk to the

bottom of an ocean.

“How daring of you to unleash such a cheap trick before me!” Galad opened up his palm to reveal a

string of beads.

Despite seeing the Golden Divine Beads in his hand, Mabel still could not feel a connection to them.

What a terrifying man! Even though she was stunned by his power, her movements did not cease. After

all, the assault from the Golden Divine Beads was merely the first attack. For her second attack, she

leaped toward Vananeru urgently and decisively.

Cognizant of the fact that she did not stand a chance against Galad, Mabel knew capturing his

daughter would be her only shot at survival.

With her fingers crooked, she was just about to grip Vananeru's fair neck.

“How dare you!” Right then, Vananeru's eyes widened, glinting frostily. Her speech pattern and tone

had turned into Galad's once again.

At the same time, Fyeor, Galad's primordial spirit, appeared in front of Vananeru.

It had a stern expression, and its fingers were bent into the Mitra Seal, blocking Mabel's attack.

Fyeor's eyes, which were initially shut, snapped open all of a sudden. The primordial spirit then swiftly

struck at Mabel with another Mitra Seal.

The ingenuity of Mitra Seal was that it also served as a form of offense—a punch.

Fyeor's body was massive, and its fist was as big as Mabel's head.

As the punch approached, it brought along ten tons worth of destructive force.

It was more lethal than a bomb.

In the face of such sheer strength, Mabel did not even consider tackling it head-on. Hence, she

retreated in the nick of time, narrowly evading the attack of Galad's primordial spirit.

However, Fyeor was close on her heels. With a single stride, it stood tall before her and slammed the

palm of Celestial Seal on her.

Darkness filled Mabel's vision. Sensing the crushing force from above, she paled. I can't believe this

holy master's primordial spirit is so powerful.

In truth, that type of primordial spirit did not belong to a holy master's soul.

Within a holy master's brain were developed brain cells that possessed infinite mana. Fyeor was

separated from a portion of mana, coalesced into a magnetic field, molecules, and so on, ultimately

taking the form of a primordial spirit akin to a soul.

Souls were created from the spiritual energy of a dead person after their passing.

However, as a holy master, Galad was a living being, so he used some of his spiritual energy, also

known as mana, to create Fyeor.

It was the same concept as eliminating one's worldly desires to achieve enlightenment.

Zyaire Lynch also preached the same concept.

With his spiritual mastery, he manifested three divine clones to defeat his enemy.

Meanwhile, the same concept applied to the Creator, who created the earth, sky, and everything in

between, as well as bringing Zyaire Lynch and two other divine beings into existence.

Naturally, Galad's clone was impressive, but it was not comparable to the ancient sages.

Galad did not send anyone to protect Vananeru. Instead, he utilized a single usage of the Realm Shift

Spell and deployed his clone to protect her. It showed he had given his all to safeguard the safety of his

daughter.

Facing the incoming Celestial Seal from Fyeor, Mabel spun around and dodged the primordial spirit's

assault once again.

However, Fyeor followed closely behind her.

“Hey!” Mabel glared at it with a fierce glint in her eyes. It was only a matter of time before she wound up

dead if she purely evaded its attacks. Fully aware of that risk, she immediately launched a spiritual

wave attack on Fyeor.

The spiritual wave smashed into Fyeor's brain, but it did not seem to cause any damage to it.

Fyeor sneered. “Foul creature! I'm created from mana. Any spiritual wave attack will only supplement

my powers.”

Just as it had claimed, that spiritual wave caused no harm to it despite having entered its brain.

Dismayed, Mabel could not help but cuss inwardly.

Fyeor caught up to her once again and unleashed another Celestial Seal.

The meditation room was not spacious, posing a difficult challenge for Mabel to deal with its attacks.

Fleeing was not an option either.

Left with no choice, Mabel thrust her palm at Fyeor.

Fyeor merely sneered and parried her attack with its palm.

The moment their palms clashed, Mabel felt the full force of Fyeor's powers. It was unimaginably

powerful, and she could not stop the strength of its strike from invading her body.

Subsequently, her body trembled vigorously before all the vitality in her body regurgitated.

Red blood droplets seeped out from her skin. Mabel staggered backward and spewed a mouthful of

blood before finally toppling to the ground, letting darkness take her.

Only then did Galad wave his arm and summon Fyeor back into the sleeve of his robe.

The constitution of humans was limited by constraints, but the mana in the brain was infinite.

That was why Mabel's hope of defeating the primordial spirit, Fyeor, with her flesh and blood was

nothing but wishful thinking.

If one wanted to become immortal, be a sage, and traverse The Void, one could not depend on one's

physical body. The mana in one's brain was the only resource one could rely on.

That was why people said that as far as one's thoughts could reach, that was as far as one could go.

A human's mind was boundless, while a human's body could achieve very little.

Humans were able to create airplanes, nuclear bombs, and many other inventions because they had

ideas.

A majority of human ideas went to the creation of high-technology innovations.

Only a minority would use their mind to achieve immortality.

At that moment, Mabel had lost consciousness after being struck by Fyeor.

Galad's gaze was cold and impassive.

“Father, what do you plan to do with her?” Vananeru asked.

He answered, “This woman has offended you. Naturally, she deserves death. Moreover, she even tried

to rescue the cacodemon. That is all the more reason I can't let her live.”

“But you said a while ago that she's the chief of the sixth division of Chanaea's Department of National

Security. Her identity is not to be taken lightly. I don't think it's appropriate to kill her off.”

“She didn't admit it when I asked, did she? I only killed a scoundrel who offended my daughter. That's

all there is to it.” Galad paused for a moment before continuing, “My good girl, Vananeru, what's

wrong? Are you planning to plead for her life? Don't forget she wanted to kill you just a while ago.”

Vananeru explained, “It isn't that, Father. I could sense that she had no intention of killing me. She

merely wanted to use me as a hostage for a rescue mission. She's not a bad person, so I hope you can

let her go.”

“That's impossible, my daughter,” he stated indifferently.

She opened her mouth to persuade him again, but he beat her to it. “Vananeru, I taught you to be kind,

but that kindness shouldn't be extended to your enemies.”

Vananeru took a deep breath and protested, “You can't kill her, Father.”

Galad declared, “There isn't anyone in this world who I can't kill.”

His declaration portrayed his arrogance as a holy master. Despite his usual humble and gentle

demeanor, he was still arrogant on the inside.

Vananeru reasoned, “Chanaea is a mysterious and vast nation. Along with this woman's sensitive

identity, the Chanaea government will never forget it if you kill her, even if they won't be able to do

anything to you. They'll consider your act an affront, and I'm sure they'll devise a plan to take revenge.

By then, we'll face endless troubles. Also, Father, you might possess the power to fight them, but what

about me? Can you defeat all the Chanaean elites with just your primordial spirit? Do you really think

Chanaea is that weak?”

One had to admit that she was an intelligent person.

She knew pleading was pointless, so she tried to reason with her father. It proved useful.

As expected, Galad began to mull over her words.

Naturally, he would not be as bumptious as to assume he could defeat every Chanaean or that he was

superior to Chanaea.

He realized he did neglect his daughter's future safety in his decision.

Galad also knew Chanaea, at the very least, had four hidden elites—the Divine Emperor, Lance the

Emperor of Chanaea, Magnus the Asura Emperor, and Tristan the Demon Emperor. They were

legendary elites as well as sages who could traverse The Void.

Galad looked at his daughter intensely before conceding, “All right. I won't kill her, but I also can't let

her go now. Once the cacodemon is dead and she has no other ulterior motive, I'll inform the related

department in Chanaea to pick her up.”

Vananeru breathed a sigh of relief. “There's no way you're letting the cacodemon go, right?” she asked.

Galad replied, “Of course! The cacodemon has a lot of demonic energy and is also the king of demons.

It'll endanger our nation's safety in the future. Naturally, it has to die!”

“Has it ever committed any sins?”

“None for now, but we must be prepared.”

“Why would you say it'll endanger our nation when it has never committed any sins? How did you come

to this conclusion? Father, we must be reasonable in everything that we do.”

“When the cacodemon descends upon our world, people will be plunged into an abyss of misery. The

malevolence of the king of demons is all-encompassing, bringing calamities to the people. This is its

fate which a few masters and I obtained through divination.”

“Is the divination a hundred percent accurate?”

“It won't be too far off the mark.”

“Then, does it mean that it is the king of demons' destiny to bring calamities to people?”

Furrowing his brows, Galad replied, “Yes, you can put it that way.”

“Since it's destiny, are you trying to defy the heavens? This chief of the sixth division of the Department

of National Security mentioned her fear of you causing hatred and evil to grow within the cacodemon. If

the cacodemon does harm the populace in the future, you'll be the culprit.”

“Nonsense!” Galad's body stiffened, and he flew into a rage. “I know what I'm doing. It's not something

that a girl like you can dictate. Leave,” he said afterward.

Hearing his response, Vananeru knew her father was a stubborn one.