Making Millions With The Eyes Of God by Eric Gus

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Chapter 566

The battle between the various sect masters and Gilmore within the sandstorm was a sight few could discern

clearly.

Yet, the rampant, terrifying aura, and the murderous intent emanating from that tempestuous clash left no doubt

about the ferocity of this battle.

Indeed, it was a battle of unparalleled brutality.

was an experience

For those like Crimson, White, and others who were deeply entrenched in the midst of the turmoil, it was an

etched into their very souls.

They had initially believed that the combined might of over a dozen sect masters would be enough to vanquish

Gilmore in a single strike.

However, as the battle unfolded, they realized how profoundly wrong they were, and their miscalculation was

astonishing

A dozen sect masters unleashed their full power in a barrage of attacks that rivaled lightning strikes, capable of

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annihilating an elite Martial King in an instant.

However, they were unable to successfully kill Gilmore.

Even with their lightning-fast assaults, they found Gilmore as elusive as a fish, making it nearly impossible to get

within striking distance, let alone to harm him.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

A dozen sect masters launched a furious offensive on Gilmore, pushing their speeds to the limits.

But in the face of their rapid attacks, Gilmore moved among their punches and strikes like a graceful fish,

evading effortlessly and remaining elusive, rendering them unable to cclose to him.

Gilmore maneuvered effortlessly amid their frenzied assaults, like a player in a game.

Meanwhile, Crimson and the others grew drenched in sweat, struggling to catch their breath.

The more they attacked, the more they realized their overwhelming fear.

They serted themselves to the fullest, but after such a prolonged endeavor, they were drenched in sweat, and

yet, they hadn't even brushed against Gilmore's attire,

This Gilmore was truly terrifying!

They began to doubt whether Gilmore was a mere mortal or something supernatural.

How could a human being elude a dozen Martial Kings combined efforts, evading every attack and remaining

untouched, even in the face of their intense assault?

Only ghosts could be this terrifying, elusive as a wisp of smoke, impossible to capture.

Of course, deep down, Crimson and the others were aware that Gilmore couldn't be a ghost. He was,

undoubtedly, flesh and

blood.

However, this reality only intensified their fear. A human who defied their every effort, a man who surpassed the

supernatural-this was even more unsettling than encountering ghosts.

As they witnessed their relentless attacks having no effect on Gilmore, Crimson and the other sect masters’

powers waned, and fatigue began to set in

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Seven considered the possibility that Gilmore, even if he only evaded and didn’t strike back, could exhaust

their powers, leading them to their doom..

This realization drove them to push harder, desperate to defeat Gilmore before their strength gave out.

However, their desperation proved in vain. No matter how they attacked, Gilmore remained unscathed, his form

akin to an clusive shadow.

Over half an hour had passed, and Crimson, White, and the dozen other sect masters found themselves

struggling, their powers depleted.

They were forced to halt their relentless assaults, gasping for breath as they encircled Gilmore in a defensive

formation.

Their faces paled, drenched in sweat that trickled down like small streams, each drop echoing as it hit the

ground.

Their labored breaths sounded like the roaring of a wind machine.

The lingering dust continued to obscure their vision.

They stared intently at Gilmore.

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