Making Millions With The Eyes Of God by Eric Gus

Chapter 863

Ten thousand people stepped on Tyler!

After the people of Saint Light, filled with hatred, had their turn kicking and punching Tyler, he was left unrecognizable.

His wolfish face had swollen like a pig’s head, with multiple fractures in his hands and feet.

His once majestic azure wings were now broken and torn, hanging limply at his sides.

Lying on the ground, Tyler resembled nothing more than a beaten cur, his condition pitiable.

Although the furious mob had not killed him, they had left him barely clinging to life.

He lay there, devoid of strength, unable to rise, every inch of his body throbbing with searing pain as if branded by a red-

hot iron

In Tyler’s eyes flickered a hateful glare.

He etched today’s agony, inflicted by these humans, deep into his memory.

Once he returned to his kind, he vowed to implore the Werewolf Lord to dispatch an army and exact vengeance upon all the survivors of Saint Light.

He must take revenge for today.

Gilmore, standing over the crumpled and powerless Tyler, addressed Aguilar, “Aguilar, lock this werewolf up for now.

“By morning, I will take him with me to hunt down the main werewolf forces

By n

Aguilar affirmed, “Yes, Mr. Reed,” and promptly summoned several strong youths to carry away the grievously injured Tyler.

After all was settled, Gilmore and everyone else returned to the city’s underground shelter.

Inside the office of the shelter, Gilmore, alongside Lilian, Elaine and other key figures, including Aguilar, leader of the refugees, settled into their chairs.

In celebration of Gilmore’s victory over the werewolf enclave and the capture of their sub–chief, Aguilar had arranged for a rare bottle of Lafite to be brought forth from his private stash.

They sipped the red wine while discussing the next steps.

Aguilar spoke up, “Mr. Reed, with the werewolf den eradicated–even though it was just one of many–it means we in Saint Light City need no longer fear their raids.”

“Indeed,” Gilmore replied, “you won’t have to continue hiding underground. You can return to living on the surface.”

The refugee leaders nodded, visibly moved.

Without Gilmore’s intervention, they were uncertain how much longer they’d have to remain in hiding.

“Mr. Reed, when you leave tomorrow, may I ask where

swarm, that’s where I head. I’ll have Tyler here show me

werewolf’s main forces were massed in the capital

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he kept this information from Aguilar and the

Eye were not to be disclosed, lest

captive, using

“Mr. Reed, even though you’ve subdued this captive, he remains a werewolf at

be wary. He could lead you into

of other cities in Aro first, to get a lay of

could only nod in agreement,

precious commodity now that the werewolf assaults had ravaged the usual communication infrastructure, making regular contact as challenging as

phones remained a reliable line

multiple numbers

from the last call, his

“Aguilar,

several city leaders. “They all report devastating attacks

the capital of

“Alright, if Loridom is under the heaviest werewolf siege, that’s

in coming to the rescue of our beleaguered capital is something all of Aro is grateful for. On behalf of everyone, we salute

responded, “What’s this

not doing this to

stand evil or see the blood

answer only deepened their respect

fame nor reward and acted only out of a sense of

him.

Mr.

Gilmore nodded in acknowledgment.

Saint Light, bringing a noticeable warmth that dispelled the chill of the night. Aguilar and all

declared with conviction, believing

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would return to Sant Light, for he wished to see their city’s

Aguilar and allinned, “Wait

goodbye to Aguilar and all those who had

companions, including Lilian, Elaine, Claire, and their captive werewolf leader. Tyler. Surrounded by a purple light shield, the ascen into the

with reluctance,

over the capital of Aro–Loridom–a city

moment, it lay under

by the soldiers of Aro, along with

was a forest of buildings with countless homes and a web

this metropolis bore the scars