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.

roars of monsters echoed throughout

creatures with

beings, wielding bronze hammers, iron clubs, and sharp axes, smashed through the windows, walls, and doors of the buildings, rampaging into the

city was

the city

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

night, about

the city appeared

wolf creatures would emerge in the city every night from

an unprecedented disaster,” Gilmore said

curiosity, Lilian asked, “Gilmore,

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

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the stench

Lilian, Claire, and the rest began to sniff the

blood that Crore mentioned, they

nearby and suggested, “If you don’t

he flew towards

Claire, and

building seemed even more sinister, chilling them to the bone like a haunted

nearby house, a three–story

closer, Lilian, Claire, and the others noticed that every window had been smashed,

broken windows, they looked into

them peered into bedrooms, others into living

being cultivators, could see in the night as if it were day, making out every detail inside with crystal

sight that

were smeared with

sight of a bloody handprint stark against one of the room

were wide–eyed with shock, speechless at the

clear that a terrible tragedy had occurred in

still reeling, Gilmore suggested, “Let’s check out