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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who acted as the high commander of these thousands, along with fifty mid–level leaders and a

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relocated to several key cities within

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

intended to go alone, Aguilar and the others couldn’t

beacon of hope for the survivors

thought of him running into trouble at

wouldn’t it be too risky for you to go there alone?” Aguilar furrowed

didn’t you just see me make mincemeat out

nodded, “Yes, yes, we

demonstrated against the five thousand werewolves, there

I can do, then rest easy.

handle all the werewolves in the den, I should be able to

with concern, finally eased

other werewolf leaders, and said, “We’re

and a dome of light immediately enveloped him and

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

ring of peaks,

enter.

was nearly three hundred

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‘ den as described by

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

they were riding a giant balloon descending into

Gilmore would just let them

balloon, carried the werewolf leaders into the cavern below, while Gilmore himself landed gracefully on a nearby

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behind his back, under the night

immortal.

the cavern, the stillness was shattered by the sounds of whistling through the air, as if a swarm of

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

for

thousands of werewolves had emerged, quickly ascending to blanket the

of murderous intent followed,

azure wings and a wolf’s head

several feet long in

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

brought a terrifying

werewolf, clutching the silver trident, was none other

leaders

significantly larger than the common werewolf, they

a tolling bell. “Are you the one

the eight mid–level leaders, now known as

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

already gleaned clear

Skinner, a century–old werewolf with the strength of a Cultivation Emperor beginner,

naturally, he was a supreme leader–a

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

status.

of rage swelled within him, pressing