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

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of the werewolf army, the majority had relocated

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

Gilmore intended to go alone, Aguilar and the

of hope

him running into trouble at the werewolf

to

smiled, “What, didn’t you just see me make

nodded, “Yes, yes, we

the strength Gilmore had demonstrated against the five thousand werewolves,

I can do, then rest easy. I’ll be

werewolves in the den, I should be able

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

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

anima and a dome of light immediately

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

ring of peaks, lay a cavern that no human

enter.

three hundred feet wide–a gaping

of any wildlife, like a land touched by death, keeping even

This area,

into this abyss, Gilmore beheld the werewolves‘ den as described by Abul and

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 the

a giant balloon descending

let them go back into the

dome, like a floating balloon, carried the werewolf leaders into the cavern below, while

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hands behind his back, under the night day bathed in

immortal.

an hour after Abul and the other leaders entered the cavern, the stillness was shattered by the sounds of

With a cacophony of flapping wings that never seemed to cease, group after group of

continued for

quickly ascending to blanket the sky, congregating

mass of werewolves vacated the cave, a terrifying aun of murderous intent

azure wings and a wolf’s head soared

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

midst of the thousands in the air,

brought a

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

mid–level leaders circled

common werewolf, they seemed almost meager in the presence of

“Are you

without saying, this sub–chief had been informed by the eight mid–level leaders, now known as the fallen, about

the one who led to the downfall of your five thousand werewolves. Are you the

Gilmore had already gleaned clear information about their

was named Tyler Skinner, a century–old werewolf with the strength of a Cultivation Emperor beginner, at

this werewolf hierarchy, naturally, he was

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

status.

of rage swelled within him, pressing