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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sub–chief who acted as the high commander of these

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rest of the werewolf army, the majority had relocated to several key cities within Aro, where they were conquering

then turned to Aguilar and the others. “Aguilar, you and the rest return to the underground shelter. I’m going to

alone, Aguilar and the others couldn’t hide

sole beacon of hope for the survivors in

him running into trouble at

too risky for you to go there alone?” Aguilar

didn’t you just see

nodded, “Yes, yes, we

Gilmore had demonstrated against the five thousand werewolves, there was

I can do,

the werewolves in the den, I should

and the others‘ faces, etched with concern, finally

the other werewolf leaders, and

anima and a dome of light immediately enveloped

the dome, driven by Gilmore’s will, took off, carrying Abul,

by an almost impregnable ring of peaks, lay a cavern that no

enter.

wonder was nearly three hundred feet

like a land

This area,

abyss, Gilmore beheld the werewolves‘ den as described

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 with a wave of his hand, and the dome of light carried the eight werewolf leaders down

were riding a giant balloon descending into the

could hardly believe that Gilmore would just let them go back into the

balloon, carried the werewolf leaders into the cavern below, while

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behind his back, under the night day bathed

immortal.

other leaders entered the cavern, the stillness was shattered by

flapping wings that never seemed to

for a good fifteen

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

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

a 15–foot–tall werewolf with azure wings and

wielding a silver trident several feet long in his right hand, flew out from the

that shimmered, the giant werewolf flew into the midst of the thousands in the air, standing tall above them, holding the trident as if he were

presence brought a

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

leaders circled

these mid–level werewolf leaders were significantly larger than the common werewolf, they seemed almost meager in the presence of their

gaze, looked down at Gilmore on the cliff and bellowed like a tolling bell. “Are you the one who defeated my nine mid–level leaders and led to the demise of my five

had been informed by the eight mid–level leaders, now

to the downfall of your five thousand werewolves.

had already gleaned clear information about their

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

werewolf hierarchy, naturally, he was a

words that carried not a hint of fear or respect

status.

within him, pressing down on Gilmore like a