Making Millions With The Eyes Of God by Eric Gus

Chapter 853

Gilmore could hardly believe what he was seeing.

it was his i

visit to the Aro, he had done his homework.

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The Aro was supposed to be bustling with activity.

How could it be that a city home to hundreds of thousands didn’t have a single soul in sight?

It was utterly inconceivable.

“Could it be that everyone in this city turns in for the night really early?” Christine wondered aloud, looking around at the

group.

Indeed, the entire city was shrouded in darkness, all buildings, even the towering skyscrapers, without a single light

Christine reached for the explanation that perhaps they all went to bed early.

But Lilian, Claire, and the other ladies found this highly unlikely

Sure, there might be some early sleepers, but an entire city? That just didn’t add up.

Gilmore felt there was a grave issue with this deserted city.

-To uncover the root of the problem, he realized he had no choice but to use God’s Eye.

As his pupils contracted, he activated God’s Eye.

And then, he witnessed a horrifying scene.

of night, the roars of monsters echoed throughout

creatures with

walls, and doors of the buildings, rampaging into the homes of the

city was stained in

the city began to

behind, either too attached to their homes or consumed by hatred toward the wolf- like beasts that had killed their loved

night, about several tens of

the city

Eye. Gilmore saw that these bloodthirsty packs of wolf creatures would emerge in the city every night from nine o’clock until midnight, patrolling the skies in search of human traces to hunt

disaster,” Gilmore said gravely to Lilian,

etched with curiosity, Lilian asked, “Gilmore, how do you

feigning an air of mystery, took a sniff of the air and claimed, “Because I can smell it–the air in this city

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stench of

the rest began to sniff the air

detect the intense smell of blood that Crore mentioned, they did agree that there was something odd about the

building nearby and suggested, “If you don’t believe me, follow me and we’ll take a

flew towards

by curiosity, Lilian, Claire, and the

of the building

the nearby house, a three–story

closer, Lilian, Claire, and the others noticed that every window

these broken windows, they

peered into bedrooms, others

pitch–dark inside, they, being cultivators, could see in the night as if it were

the sight that met their eyes

were smeared with black

the sight of a bloody handprint

with shock, speechless

terrible tragedy

were still reeling, Gilmore suggested,