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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high commander of these thousands,

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the majority had relocated to several key cities within Aro, where they were conquering

Aguilar and the others. “Aguilar, you and the rest return to the underground shelter. I’m going to

intended to go alone, Aguilar and

was currently the sole beacon of hope for the survivors

didn’t fancy the thought of him running into trouble

to go there alone?” Aguilar furrowed his brows,

“What, didn’t you just see me make

hurriedly nodded, “Yes, yes,

demonstrated against the five thousand werewolves,

can do,

den, I

concern, finally eased

Zaha, along with the other werewolf leaders, and said,

as he finished speaking. Gilmore channeled his anima and a dome of light

driven by Gilmore’s will,

surrounded by an almost impregnable ring of peaks,

enter.

wonder was nearly three hundred feet wide–a gaping maw leading

was devoid of any wildlife, like a land touched by death, keeping even

This area,

werewolves‘ den as

we’ve arrived at your den. You can go back and tell your sub–chief to come out and meet me. I’ll be waiting outside,” Gilmore said, then gestured with a wave of his hand, and the dome of

as if they were riding a giant balloon descending

hardly believe that Gilmore would just let them go back into the

carried the werewolf leaders into the cavern below, while

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his back, under the night day bathed in moonlight, he looked as

immortal.

the cavern, the stillness was shattered by the sounds of whistling through the air, as if a

once With a cacophony of flapping wings that never seemed to

continued for a

of thousands of werewolves had emerged, quickly ascending to

aun of murderous intent followed,

wings and a

wielding a silver trident several feet long in his right

of the thousands in the air, standing tall above them, holding the trident as if

brought a

none

leaders circled

significantly larger than the common werewolf, they seemed almost meager in the presence of

with a piercing gaze, looked down at Gilmore on the cliff and bellowed like a tolling bell. “Are you the one who defeated my nine mid–level

been informed by the eight mid–level leaders, now known

at the werewolf sub–chief and responded, “Yes, I’m the one who led to the downfall of your five thousand werewolves. Are you the werewolf chief known

to this place, known as Landen, Gilmore had already gleaned

Skinner, a century–old werewolf with the strength of a Cultivation Emperor beginner,

naturally, he was a

noted Gilmore’s words that carried not a hint of fear or

status.

vast wave of rage swelled within him, pressing down on Gilmore