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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den housed about 30,000 werewolves, including sub–chief who acted as the high

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had relocated to

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

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

the sole beacon of hope for the survivors in Saint

didn’t fancy the thought of him running into trouble

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

didn’t you just see me make mincemeat out of

“Yes, yes,

the five

you’ve seen what I can

in the den, I should be

with concern, finally eased a

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

and a dome of

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

ring

enter.

to this natural wonder was nearly three

radius of several miles, was devoid of any wildlife, like a land touched

This area,

Gilmore beheld the werewolves‘ den

tell your sub–chief to come out and meet me. I’ll be waiting outside,” Gilmore said, then gestured with a wave of

if they were riding a giant

let them go back

floating balloon, carried the werewolf leaders into the

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hands behind his back, under the night day bathed

immortal.

leaders entered the cavern, the stillness was shattered by the sounds

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

relentless exodus continued for a good fifteen

thousands of werewolves had emerged, quickly ascending to blanket the

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

wings and a wolf’s head soared out of the celestial

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

midst of the thousands in the air, standing tall above them,

presence brought a

trident, was none other than

mid–level leaders

werewolf leaders were significantly larger than the common werewolf, they

a piercing 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

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

responded, “Yes, I’m the one who led to the downfall of your five thousand werewolves. Are

already gleaned clear information about their sub–chief

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

naturally, he was

words that carried not a hint of

status.

him, pressing down on Gilmore like a mountainous