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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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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army, the majority had relocated to several key cities

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

go alone, Aguilar and the

currently the sole beacon of hope for the survivors in Saint

thought of him

be too risky for you to go

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

hurriedly nodded, “Yes, yes,

truth, given the strength Gilmore had demonstrated against the five thousand werewolves, there was

I can do, then rest easy. I’ll

werewolves in the den, I should be able

the others‘ faces, etched with concern, finally eased a

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

anima and a

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

in the Orbus Mountains, surrounded by an almost impregnable ring of

enter.

was nearly three hundred feet wide–a

like a land touched by death, keeping even birds and beasts at

This area,

this abyss, Gilmore beheld the werewolves‘ den

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 the dome of light carried the eight werewolf leaders down into the depths of

was as if they were riding a giant balloon descending

believe that Gilmore would just let them go back into the cavern

carried the werewolf leaders into the cavern below, while

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

immortal.

entered the cavern, the stillness was shattered by the sounds of whistling through the air,

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

exodus continued for a good

quickly ascending to blanket the sky, congregating above the cliff where Gilmore

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

with azure wings

giant, wielding a silver trident several feet long in

massive blue wings that shimmered, the giant werewolf flew into the midst of the thousands in the air,

brought

silver trident, was none other than the

mid–level leaders

common werewolf, they seemed almost meager in the presence of their

sub–chief, with a piercing gaze, looked down at Gilmore on the cliff and bellowed like a tolling bell. “Are you

informed by the eight mid–level leaders, now known as the fallen, about

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

as Landen, Gilmore had already gleaned clear information about their sub–chief from the

strength of a Cultivation Emperor beginner, at formidable presence even among

this werewolf hierarchy, naturally, he was

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

status.

within him,