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

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for the rest of the werewolf army, the majority had relocated to several key

“Aguilar, you and the rest return to

go alone, Aguilar

currently the sole beacon of hope

didn’t fancy the thought of him running into trouble at the werewolf

it be too risky for you to go there alone?”

smiled, “What, didn’t you just see me

nodded, “Yes,

had demonstrated against the five thousand werewolves,

what I can do,

the werewolves in the den, I should be able to look after myself

and the others‘ faces, etched with concern,

Abul and Zaha, along with the other werewolf

and a dome of light immediately enveloped

will,

an almost impregnable ring of peaks, lay a cavern that

enter.

nearly three hundred feet wide–a gaping

of several miles, was devoid of any wildlife, like a land touched

This area,

werewolves‘ den as described by Abul and

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

a

believe that Gilmore would just let

a floating balloon, carried the werewolf leaders into the cavern below, while Gilmore himself landed

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with his hands behind his back, under the night day bathed in moonlight, he looked

immortal.

after Abul and the other leaders entered the cavern, the stillness was shattered by the sounds

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

relentless exodus continued for a good fifteen

emerged, quickly ascending to blanket the sky, congregating above the cliff

aun of murderous intent followed, seeping out of the cave along with a mass of

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

a silver trident several feet long in his

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

brought a terrifying

was none other than

mid–level leaders circled around

leaders were significantly larger than the common werewolf, they seemed almost meager

bell. “Are you the one who defeated my nine mid–level leaders and led to

eight mid–level leaders, now known

led to the downfall of your five thousand werewolves. Are

Landen, Gilmore had already gleaned clear information

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

hierarchy, naturally, he was

perched upon the cliff, noted Gilmore’s words that carried not a hint of fear or respect for his

status.

of rage swelled within him, pressing down