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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particular den housed about 30,000 werewolves, including sub–chief who acted as the high commander of these thousands, along with fifty mid–level leaders and

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majority had relocated

you and the rest return to the

alone, Aguilar and the others couldn’t hide their

was currently the sole beacon of hope for the survivors

the thought of him running

you to go there alone?” Aguilar furrowed his brows, clearly

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

“Yes,

truth, given the strength Gilmore had demonstrated against the five

seen what I can do, then rest easy.

den, I should be able to look after myself

faces, etched with concern, finally eased a bit upon hearing

Zaha, along with the other werewolf leaders,

anima and a dome of

by Gilmore’s will, took off, carrying Abul, Zaha, and the

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

enter.

to this natural wonder was nearly three hundred feet wide–a

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

This area,

Gilmore beheld the werewolves‘

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

they were riding a giant

let them go back into the

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

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under the night day bathed in moonlight,

immortal.

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

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

relentless exodus continued for a

quickly ascending to blanket

terrifying aun of murderous intent

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

trident several feet long in his right hand, flew

midst of the thousands in the air, standing tall above them, holding

brought

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

mid–level leaders

these mid–level werewolf leaders were significantly larger than the common werewolf, they

and bellowed like a tolling bell. “Are you the

sub–chief had been informed by the eight mid–level leaders, now known as the fallen, about their entire battalion’s

and responded, “Yes, I’m the one who led to the downfall of your five thousand werewolves. Are you

place, known as Landen, Gilmore had already gleaned clear

named Tyler Skinner, a century–old werewolf with the strength of a Cultivation Emperor beginner, at formidable presence even among the

this werewolf hierarchy, naturally, he was a supreme

words that carried not a hint

status.

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