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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acted as the high commander of these thousands, along with fifty mid–level leaders and a hundred

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rest of the werewolf army, the majority had relocated to several key cities within Aro, where they were conquering

“Aguilar, you and the rest return to the underground shelter.

to go alone, Aguilar and the

currently the sole beacon of hope for the survivors in Saint

the thought of him running into trouble at the werewolf

Reed, wouldn’t it be too risky for you to go there alone?” Aguilar furrowed his

just see me

hurriedly nodded, “Yes, yes, we

the strength Gilmore had demonstrated against the five thousand werewolves, there was

what I can do, then rest easy. I’ll be

if I can’t handle all the werewolves in the den, I should be

the others‘ faces, etched with concern, finally eased a

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

and a dome of light immediately enveloped him and the

dome, driven by Gilmore’s will,

in the Orbus Mountains, surrounded by an almost impregnable ring

enter.

was nearly three hundred feet wide–a gaping

radius of several miles, was devoid of any wildlife, like a land touched by death, keeping even birds and beasts

This area,

abyss, Gilmore beheld the werewolves‘ den as described by Abul

I’ll be waiting outside,” Gilmore said, then gestured with a wave of his hand, and the dome of light carried the eight werewolf leaders down into the depths of the

riding a

just let them go back

werewolf leaders into the cavern below, while Gilmore himself

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under the night day bathed in moonlight,

immortal.

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

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

relentless exodus continued for a

of thousands of werewolves had emerged, quickly ascending to blanket the sky, congregating above the cliff where Gilmore

as this mass of werewolves vacated the cave, a terrifying aun of murderous intent

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

wielding a silver trident several feet long in his right hand, flew

wings that shimmered, the giant werewolf flew into the midst of the thousands in the air, standing tall above them, holding the trident as if he were a grand

brought

trident, was none other than the sub–chief

mid–level leaders circled around

these mid–level werewolf leaders were significantly larger than the common werewolf, they seemed almost meager in the presence of their

with a piercing gaze, looked down at Gilmore on the cliff and bellowed like a tolling bell. “Are you the

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

back 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 as

already gleaned clear information about their sub–chief from the eight

werewolf with the strength of a

naturally, he was a

that carried not a hint of fear

status.

wave of rage swelled within him, pressing down on Gilmore like a mountainous