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 these thousands, along with fifty

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

turned to Aguilar and the others. “Aguilar, you and the rest return

intended to go alone, Aguilar and the

the sole beacon of hope for the survivors in

him running into trouble at

for you to go there alone?”

“What, didn’t you just see

nodded, “Yes,

had demonstrated against the five thousand

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

can’t handle all the werewolves in the den, I should be able to look after myself just

faces, etched with concern, finally eased a bit

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

anima and a dome of light immediately enveloped him

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

the Orbus Mountains, surrounded by an almost impregnable ring of

enter.

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

of any wildlife, like a

This area,

werewolves‘ den as

be waiting outside,” Gilmore said, then gestured with a wave of his

a

would just let them go back into the cavern like

carried the werewolf leaders into the cavern below, while Gilmore

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the night day bathed in moonlight, he

immortal.

shattered by the sounds of whistling through the air, as

wings that never

for a good fifteen

had emerged, quickly ascending to blanket the

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

azure wings and a

several feet long

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

presence brought

werewolf, clutching the silver trident, was none other than the

mid–level leaders

common werewolf, they

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

informed by the eight mid–level leaders,

“Yes, I’m the one who led to the downfall

Gilmore had already gleaned

werewolf with the strength of a Cultivation Emperor beginner, at formidable presence

this werewolf hierarchy, naturally, he was

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

status.

vast wave of rage swelled within him, pressing down