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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as the high commander of

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army, the majority had relocated to several key cities

rest return to the

Aguilar

currently the sole beacon of

him running

you to go there alone?”

see me make mincemeat out of

hurriedly nodded, “Yes, yes, we

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

seen what I can

in the den, I should be

etched with concern, finally

werewolf leaders, and said, “We’re heading to

speaking. Gilmore channeled his anima and a dome

a command, the dome, driven by Gilmore’s will, took off, carrying Abul, Zaha, and the

almost impregnable ring of peaks, lay a cavern that no

enter.

was nearly three hundred feet wide–a gaping

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

This area,

abyss, Gilmore beheld the werewolves‘

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

as if they were riding a giant balloon

Gilmore would just let

werewolf leaders into the cavern below, while Gilmore himself landed gracefully

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there with his hands behind his back, under the night day bathed in

immortal.

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

wings that never seemed to cease, group after group of werewolves

continued for

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

as this mass of werewolves vacated the cave, a terrifying aun of murderous intent followed, seeping out of the cave along with a

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

silver trident several feet long in his right hand, flew out

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

presence brought a

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

mid–level leaders circled

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

a tolling bell. “Are you the one who

the eight mid–level leaders,

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

place, known as Landen, Gilmore had already gleaned clear information

was 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

noted Gilmore’s words that

status.

vast wave of rage swelled within him, pressing