Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 37 -37-Something Happened

Inside the palace,Aurek leaned lazily against the sofa and casually opened his panel.

At present, his Emperor’s Scepter was still at level 6.After one round of spending, he still had 2,900 Emperor Points left.

If he were to convert them all into levels, he could raise the Emperor’s Scepter up to level 36.

But what was the use of level alone?Sure, it would increase the number of units he could summon each day, but that wasn’t what truly mattered.

Aurek believed what he lacked now wasn’t more numbers—it was stronger troops.

At that thought, he instinctively turned to look at the shop interface.

Currently, the shop had only one item for sale:

[Special Unit Enhancent Potion]

Cost: 4,000 points

Effect: Increases the strength of a special unit by one full major rank.Note: This potion is effective only on special units.

The Gold Assassin belonged to the special unit category.

If its strength were to be raised by one major rank, that would an Hero Rank lv9!

Realizing this, Aurek couldn’t help but draw in a sharp breath of cold air.

With the Gold Assassin’s current abilities and its affinity with elental power, defeating enemies of higher rank was not impossible!The unit’s description even specifically ntioned a chance of over-rank kills.

And a Hero Rank lv9 Gold Assassin might even have the ability to kill a Master Rank powerhouse!

That ant Aurek would truly possess the power to contend with the red-robed Archbishop Austin.

Unfortunately, when Aurek still had enough points earlier, the shop had shown "Restocking."Now that the item had appeared, he no longer had enough points.It was nothing short of frustrating.

But Aurek wasn’t worried.Just monts ago, he had ordered the Elental Assassins to hunt down mbers of the Unicorn Trading Guild.

So tonight, he was certain he would harvest a wave of Emperor Points.

Unknowingly, night had fallen.

In the capital city, within a certain inn, a sudden chill wind drifted through the hallways.

The inn servants quickly prepared a pile of blankets to offer the honored guests from the Unicorn Trading Guild.

But when they carried the blankets up to the second floor, all of them dropped their bundles to the ground at once!

"Boss! Sothing terrible happened! Sothing terrible!"

"Damn fool, why are you shouting so late at night?!"

"What if you disturb the guests from the Unicorn Trading Guild? I’ll tear your head off!"

"It’s not that, boss—their honored guests from the Unicorn Trading Guild... they’re gone! Their heads are all gone!"

"Stop spouting nonsense!"

The innkeeper cursed loudly, not even bothering to put on a coat as he rushed upstairs.

What a joke! The Unicorn Trading Guild’s guests were all extraordinary experts—how could they possibly die?

Yet the mont he stepped onto the second floor, the scene before his eyes froze him in place.

Blood—blood was everywhere!

Headless corpses lay strewn across the floor like discarded dolls.

The most chilling part was that none of the severed heads bore expressions of pain or rage.

What did that an?

It ant they hadn’t even realized what was happening before their heads were cut off.

Ghosts. It must have been ghosts!

And sothing was wrong with the numbers—several of the Unicorn Trading Guild guests’ bodies were missing.

"What on earth just happened? Why didn’t I hear a single sound?"

The commotion upstairs quickly drew the attention of other lodgers.They followed the noise to the second floor, and when they saw the carnage before them, their faces turned ashen with terror.

Damn it, who could tell them what on earth had happened here?Where were the rest of the Unicorn Trading Guild people, and why weren’t they here?

Word spread quickly, and soon the entire capital was in uproar.

"The ghosts have struck again! And this ti, they targeted the Unicorn Trading Guild’s elites!"

All factions imdiately mobilized their forces, desperate to uncover even the faintest clue behind this massacre.

At the blacksmith’s shop,the burly blacksmith was just as stunned.

Never in his wildest dreams had he expected that the little emperor inside Valoria Palace would act with such terrifying ruthlessness.

anwhile, Troy was in high spirits.

The presence of the Unicorn Trading Guild’s experts had greatly lessened the direct pressure on him.He had even planned to use them to cause so trouble for Aurek.

But at that mont, several of his spies rushed in with urgent news.

"Minister! Sothing terrible has happened!"

"The Unicorn Trading Guild mbers... so of them were decapitated, and the others are missing."

Hearing this, Troy leapt straight out of his chair.

"What the hell are you talking about? Tell clearly!"

The spy lowered his head and quickly reported:

"Minister, we just got word from the inn. The Unicorn Trading Guild mbers have indeed vanished.

They left behind so corpses in the rooms, but not all of them. At the very least, the body of their leader was not among them.

Moreover, we questioned confidants stationed near Valoria Palace. Their report is that none of the Unicorn Trading Guild mbers entered the palace."

"Sothing like this happened!?"

Troy cursed viciously, his face turning dark as night.

What on earth was this Unicorn Trading Guild playing at?

Why were so of them dead while the rest had simply vanished?

Did they really encounter ghosts, or was it so kind of internal strife?

The leader of this group was an Expert Rank lv9 powerhouse!

A being that strong couldn’t just disappear into thin air.

After a mont’s thought, Troy made his decision at once.

"Prepare a carriage imdiately—I’m going to that inn myself!"

"Half dead, half missing?"

At the Clover Auction House, President Kafka frowned deeply upon hearing the report.

"And the missing ones? Not a single trace?"

"At present, none. So suspected they went to Valoria Palace, but there is no sign of them there.

Others speculate they were slain by the ghosts. But there’s doubt, since in all previous incidents the ghosts only killed—never abducted."

President Kafka nodded slightly, falling silent.

The whole affair was riddled with mystery.

Had the Unicorn Trading Guild truly fallen victim to the ghosts, or had internal divisions torn them apart?

The most crucial point was that the Expert Rank lv9 leader had disappeared without a trace!

If it really was the work of ghosts—then how could such a powerful man die without raising the slightest alarm, when even Butler Brown had caused such a commotion?