Making Millions With The Eyes Of God by Eric Gus

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Zaha, Abul, and the rest werewolf leaders saw the young men with daggers advancing toward them.

The ruthless glint in their eyes sent shivers down the spines of the werewoll leaders.

They were acutely aware of the calamity their kind had brought upon this city.

Now defeated by Gilmore, their cultivation prowess completely neutralized, they knew the people here must be itching to skin them alive to vent their fury.

These werewolf leaders had always seen humans as mere prey, taking lives at will.

But now, they found their destiny in the hands of mankind.

The suffocating proximity of death gripped them with fear.

The young men, with daggers glinting coldly, closed in.

Then, in a near–collapsing voice, the surrender came, “Young master, please don’t kill me. I… I can tell you where our werewolf clin’s den is.”“”

The voice of surrender came from the werewolf leader Karul

Indeed, Karul didn’t want to die–he was the first to surrender.

This caught Abul, Zaha, and the other leaders off guard.

Soon after, as if on cue, they all echoed in unison to Gilmore, “Young master, spare our lives, and we too are willing to divulge the location of our werewolf clan’s den”

Following this, the rest of the werewolf leaders also surrendered one by one, ready to reveal the whereabouts of their den.

Karul had already given in

Even if the others remained silent, Karul would spill the beans.

And if Karul disclosed the location of the werewolf clan’s den and the likes of Zaha kept their lips sealed, Gilmore would surely eliminate Zaha and any other tight–lipped werewolf leaders.

The werewolf leaders, desperate to avoid death, followed Karul’s lead and surrendered to Gilmore.

Gilmore nodded, “Smart move. Otherwise, you’d all be wolf carcasses by now.”

Then he addressed them, “Now, spill the beans. Where is the werewolf den located?”

The eight werewolf leaders, including Karul, didn’t hesitate to reveal the location of their clan’s den.

Eager to survive and gain Gilmore’s trust, they divulged not only the whereabouts of their hideout but also many secrets of

their clan.

From the lips of these leaders, Gilmore learned that the werewolf den was about 125 miles from Saint Light, nestled deep within the Orbus Mountains in a massive cavern.

The den of the werewolves was located in this cavern.

However, this cavern was not the only werewolf den. It

It was just one of many.

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sub–chief who acted as the high commander of these thousands, along with fifty mid–level

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werewolf army, the majority had relocated to several

rest return

that Gilmore intended to go alone, Aguilar and the others couldn’t hide their

beacon of hope for the

of him running

risky for you to go there alone?” Aguilar furrowed

smiled, “What, didn’t you just see me make mincemeat out

“Yes, yes, we

Gilmore had demonstrated against the five thousand

“Since you’ve seen what I can do, then rest easy. I’ll

the den, I should be able to look after

and the others‘ faces, etched with concern,

Abul and Zaha, along with the other werewolf leaders, and said, “We’re heading to your werewolf clan’s

a dome of light immediately enveloped him and

by Gilmore’s will,

in the Orbus Mountains, surrounded by an almost impregnable ring of peaks, lay a cavern that

enter.

three hundred feet wide–a gaping maw leading into impenetrable

devoid of any wildlife, like a land touched by death,

This area,

Gilmore beheld the werewolves‘ den as described by Abul and

and meet me. I’ll be waiting outside,” Gilmore said, then gestured with a wave of his hand, and

were riding a

Gilmore would just let them go back into the cavern like

into the cavern below, while Gilmore himself

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night day bathed in moonlight, he looked as dashing as

immortal.

Abul and the other leaders entered the cavern, the stillness was shattered by the sounds of whistling through the air, as if

forth all at once With a cacophony of flapping wings that never seemed to cease, group after group of werewolves

for a

to blanket the

cave, a terrifying aun of murderous intent followed, seeping

appeared, a 15–foot–tall werewolf with azure wings and a wolf’s head soared out of

trident several feet long in his right

the midst of the thousands in the air, standing tall above them, holding the trident as if he were a grand

brought a

clutching the silver trident, was none other than the sub–chief of this

mid–level leaders circled

common werewolf, they seemed almost meager in the presence of

like a tolling bell. “Are you the one who defeated my

saying, this sub–chief had been informed by the eight mid–level leaders, now known as the fallen,

the one who led to the downfall of your five thousand werewolves. Are you the werewolf chief known as

as Landen, Gilmore had already gleaned clear information about their sub–chief from the eight

werewolf with the strength of a Cultivation

this werewolf hierarchy, naturally, he

upon the cliff, noted Gilmore’s words that carried not a hint

status.

rage swelled within him, pressing down on