Making Millions With The Eyes Of God

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The night breeze blew in gusts over the high walls of Loridor.

As the wind grew stronger, clumps of dark clouds scudded across the sky, quickly obscuring the moon.

An oppressive aura seemed to fill the air.

Orville’s brow furrowed deeply as his piercing gaze fixed on the sky above.

He sensed an unusual presence and swiftly drew a pistol from his robe.

Aiming into the sky, he fired a shot.

Bang! A flare shot upward, followed by a burst of fireworks that exploded brightly in the night, illuminating a vast area around.

The sound of the explosion and the light that lit up the heavens and the earth roused the resting soldiers, warriors, and cultivators on the city walls.

They quickly grabbed their weapons, ready for battle.

Yes, even in rest, they only slept lightly, ever prepared for combat.

As the soldiers, warriors, and cultivators stood up on the city walls, their eyes turned skyward..

Orville, with a resolute expression, addressed all his warriors, “The werewolf army is about to strike. Prepare for battle!”

All the soldiers, warriors, and cultivators raised their weapons high, shouting in unison, “Victory to Aro!”

“Kill, kill, kill!”

Their cries echoed to the sky.

Following Orville’s gunshot signaling with a flare, the soldiers at the eastern, western, and northern gates of Loridom were also instantly on high alert.

All the soldiers ceased their rest, grabbing their weapons, ready for battle.

And just then, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed.

With the clouds gone, a massive, dense army of werewolves could be seen blanketing the sky, their numbers unknown.

At the southern gate, a gleam shone in Orville’s eyes as he shouted to all his warriors, “Brave soldiers of Aro, follow me into the skies to fight!”

“Attack!”

“Attack!”

Amidst thunderous war cries, Orville’s entire being erupted with an overwhelming Cultivation Emperor energy, like a storm unleashed around him, as he flew towards the heavens.

All the cultivators on the city walls surged up into the sky like a tidal wave following him.

The soldiers and warriors without the cultivation power held their ground on the ramparts.

Their job was to finish off any werewolves that were injured and fell from the sky, rushing forward to deliver the killing blow

whenever a wounded werewolf plummeted down,

As Orville led all the cultivators to face the aerial werewolf army the commanding Cultivation Emperors at the other three gates also led their contingent of cultivators up to the werewolf forces in the sky.

Soon, a desperate battle unfolded above Loridom, with all the cy’s cultivators clashing with the werewolf army in the skies.

The fierce battle raged on.

An hour passed, then another.

The sky, tumultuous with wind and cloud, was splattered with lipod, almost staining the entire heavens red.

Bodies of both Aro cultivators and werewolves, fallen in battle, kept plummeting from the sky.

Many seriously wounded from both sides fell to the ground where soldiers swiftly moved to deliver the final blow to the werewolves, while the injured cultivators were quickly carried away for medical treatment.

It was an unprecedentedly brutal conflict.

The sky was filled with figures engaged in a desperate fight, the sound of swords, the roar of core energy like thunder, and screams reverberated across the heavens.

The battle turned the skies into a scene from hell itself, where the sun and moon lost their light, and the world lost its color.

Below in Loridom, within a vast underground shelter, lay the refuge for the royal family of Aro.

This immense subterranean haven, opulent arid vast enough to house a hundred thousand, was where the members of the royal family had hidden themselves away in its gilded underground palaces.

Guarding them were tens of thousands of soldiers dedicated to protecting the royal family.

In one of the spacious underground palaces, the Emperor of Are sat, along with other important members of the royal family.

Alston Minnie, a man in his fifties with a kind face, now furrowed his brows with worry.

Among the seated members, apart from the Alston’s two brothers, were his sons and daughters.

Of these, one princess stood out in her twenties, with golden hair and blue eyes, fair skin, and a graceful figure, she shone. like a goddess.

This was Princess Valerie, the most cherished fourth daughter and the most beautiful princess in all of Aro,

While sipping coffee, Alston turned to his two brothers and asked, “My brothers, do we have any news of the battle outside?” The two brothers of Alston shook their heads in response, indicating that they too were unaware of the situation outside..

At that moment, the beautiful and noble Princess Valerie spoke up to her father and uncles, ‘Father, dear uncles, do not worry. With my master, Cultivation Emperor Orville, and the combined forces of Aro’s eight Cultivation Emperors leading our nation’s defenders, we will surely defeat the werewolf army and send them fleeing in disarray!”

Hearing his daughter’s confident words, Alston’s furrowed brows gradually relaxed, “Valerie is right. Cultivation Emperor Orville and the others will surely be victorious against the werewolf hordes.”

Just then, hurried footsteps echoed from the entrance of the underground palace.

A general clad in armor rushed in, his expression filled with urgency and his face smeared with blood.

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He fell to his knees as soon as he entered, gasping for breath and exclaiming, “Your Majesty, disaster has struck!”

The faces of the Alston and the royal members turned serious.

Alston quickly asked the general, “General Xenon, what has happened?”

General Xenon looked up at the Alston and said, “Your Majesty, Cultivation Emperor Orville and I led thirty thousand of our troops to fight the werewolf army in the skies above the southern gate.

“We battled for three hours, and the fight was intense and chaotic

Just as the outcome was becoming uncertain, the werewolf forces were reinforced by an incredibly powerful sub–chief,

“This sub–chief engaged in combat with Cultivation Emperor Orville, and to our dismay, Orville was overpowered and captured.

“Our southern gate forces were immediately routed, and we suffered heavy casualties under the werewolf onslaught.”

“What?!” Alston stood up in shock, his eyes wide open.

Cultivation Emperor Orville was one of Aro’s eight Cultivation Emperors and Princess Valerie’s mentor,

His defeat and capture by the werewolf sub–chief, and the devastating loss at the southern gate, was undoubtedly a massive blow to Alston.

Recently, despite continuous attacks by the werewolf army, Loridom had withstood the siege thanks to the presence of the eight Cultivation Emperors and the defense by over a hundred thousand soldiers.

The werewolf army had not been able to breach, let alone conquer, Loridom.

But now, the situation was clearly different.

The Cultivation Emperor Orville had been captured, and the army guarding the Southern Gate had been defeated.

This meant that the southern gate of Loridom was no longer protected.

The werewolf army had breached a gap, and soon, they would assault the remaining three gates, which would likely lead to the entire army of Loridom facing a dire defeat.

Ainformed with grave concern by one of his brothers, “Your Majesty, the south gate has fallen, and Loridom is in

peril.”

Alston was well aware of the danger.

If Loridom were to fall to the werewolf army, they would hunt down every living soul, above and below ground, in this metropolis of millions.

The thought of such a ghastly scene was too horrific to contemplate.

After a moment, Alston regained his composure and, addressing his brothers, sons, and daughters, declared, “If Loridom falls, no one will be lucky enough to survive.

“Our city and the entire Aro are at a critical juncture of life and death

“As your emperor, and along with all royal family members, we can no longer hide. We must fight for our survival.

“Hear me, my family, join me in battle, to defend our empire and capital, even if it means sacrificing our lives!”

Hearing Alston’s stirring speech, his two brothers, the princes and princesses‘ eyes sparkled with determination.

Princess Valerie approached Alston, Father, allow me to lead ten thousand of our finest troops to rescue my mentor and crush the werewolf army like scattered blossoms in a stream.

The princes also volunteered eagerly, “Father, we too wish to lead the royal elite against the werewolf army in battle!

Alston’s eyes gleamed with pride as he nodded in approval, ‘Good, you are all brave and true, the pride of our house. fearless in the face of death!” Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Then, his gaze rested on Princess Valerie, his pride and joy, whose beauty was unmatched, “Valerie, you have always made me proud, never once have you disappointed me.”

“And you are the only one in our royal family with such extraordinary talent, though an emperor level beginner, you have been hailed as the ninth Cultivation Emperor of Aro by the eight Cultivation Emperors. You are the future hope of the empire.

“Now that your mentor, Cultivation Emperor Orville, has been captured by the enemy, I command you to lead ten thousand of our elite troops to rescue your master immediately.”

Having said that, Alston took out a golden token from his robe and presented it to Princess Vaterie.

Valerie took the token from Alston’s hand with a solemn promise, “Father, I will bring my master back. Wait for my good

news.”

Alston looked at his daughter with affection, nodding and adding, “Remember, when you battle the werewolf army, you must take care of yourself”

Valerie nodded back, “Father, I will protect myself.”

With that, she turned and strode out of the underground palace with a spirited gait.

After watching his daughter’s figure disappear through the doors, Alston turned his attention back to his sons, instructing. “Each of you, my sons, take five thousand of our royal elite troops and immediately head to the southern gate. Hold off the werewolf army and continue to push forward and protect Loridom.”

The princes took the tokens from their father’s hand, quickly acknowledging the command before rushing off.

Once the princess and princes had departed, Alston addressed his remaining brothers, “My dear brothers, you will accompany me, leading the last twenty thousand of our elite troops, ready to support the princes and the princess, and the gates. If there is a breach anywhere, we shall be there to rescue.

His brothers responded in unison. “Yes, Alston.”

Then, Alston, his brothers, and General Xenon left the u