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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about 30,000 werewolves, including sub–chief who acted as the high commander of these

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

you and the rest return to the underground shelter. I’m going to pay a visit to

that Gilmore intended to go alone, Aguilar and the others couldn’t hide their

was currently the sole beacon of hope for the

really didn’t fancy the thought of him running into

Reed, wouldn’t it be too risky for you to

you just see me

hurriedly nodded, “Yes,

demonstrated against the five

reassured, “Since you’ve seen what I can do, then rest easy. I’ll be

the den, I should be able to look after

faces, etched with concern, finally

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

his anima and a dome of light

will, took off, carrying Abul,

ring of peaks, lay a cavern

enter.

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

was devoid of any wildlife, like a land touched

This area,

the werewolves‘ den as described

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

riding a giant balloon descending

believe that Gilmore would just let them go back

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

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back, under the night day bathed in

immortal.

shattered by the sounds of whistling through the air, as if a swarm of werewolves were bursting

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

relentless exodus continued for a good

ascending to

cave, a terrifying aun of murderous intent followed, seeping out of

with azure wings and a wolf’s head soared out of the

long in his right hand, flew out from

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

brought

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

leaders

larger than the common werewolf, they seemed almost meager

down at Gilmore on the cliff and bellowed like a tolling bell. “Are you the one who defeated my

without saying, this sub–chief had been informed by the eight mid–level leaders, now known as the fallen, about

who led to the downfall of your five thousand werewolves. Are you the werewolf chief known as

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

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

werewolf hierarchy, naturally, he was

at Gilmore perched upon the cliff, noted Gilmore’s words that carried not

status.

within him, pressing down on