Supreme Harem God System

1516 The Oath of Death...

"According to the Rules set by the Association, when you find a new, unidentified world, you are supposed to report it to the Association and then a team to subjugate the world will be formed.

Yet not only did you not file a report,

You even dared to form an army and attack the world on your own, Are you prepared for the consequences?"

Zarathor questioned as he stared at the woman sitting in front of him.

"Cut the bullshit, Zarathor."

Nyssara snorted.

"Both of us know that you out of all the people don't give a damn about the rules. The very fact that you are here with your own personal army instead of the Association's men is the proof of that."

Hearing those words, Zarathor's smile widened even further.

"This is why I love talking to smart people."

"..." Nyssara didn't say anything.

"The Association is currently divided into 5 main factions, yours, mine, and three others. If we follow the rules, you will only get to devour the will of the third world we conquer and I will only get the fourth one.

Reporting to the Association right now is indeed a foolish choice."

Zarathor nodded continuously, the demonic smile never left his face.

"Honestly, if I were in your place, I would have done the same thing and devoured this world's will the instant I got the chance.

But..."

Zarathor then glanced at Nyssara and,

"But now that I know about this world's existence as well, I can't just leave it alone. How do you wish to resolve it?"

Zarathor questioned directly.

Yes, none of the two leaders were loyal to the Association they were part of. They were ready to betray it for the benefits they receive, the only question was that who was supposed to receive these benefits.

"Since my turn to devour the world was supposed to come before you anyway, why don't you give this world to me?" Nyssara proposed.

"Hahahaha!" Zarathor laughed out loud.

"That was a funny suggestion.

To talk about the Association's turns when both of us are essentially betraying it, how ironic."

Zarathor's face then turned serious and, "Stop joking around, Nyssara. Come up with a more logical solution,"

in your mind then?" Nyssara

"Let's go to War."

a big smile

eyes and Zarathor

down anyway, so there is no point in discussing this any

continue with the oldest way

We fight for it."

Ultimate Stage Powerhouses for a world that

Nyssara frowned.

weeks, the number of strong beings who had died could be counted

choice, losing thousands of capable subordinates for a single world wasn't worth it. After all, the

not proposing

a fool

am proposing is

"An Alliance...?"

Nyssara frowned.

sort of alliance starts with a

She couldn't understand.

decide who wins the right to devour the world, I would have offered a one-on-one duel but

your subordinates more,

will continue the War till one side

and to prevent any leaks, the losing side will stay here until the will of the world

of the War, if, in the future, a situation like this repeats itself where our forces find a

What do you think?"

offer blinked a few times in surprise, "Were you the

that mean?"

dubious look that

thousands of years, Zarathor. You don't have the head required to come

The plan wasn't bad.

the major forces allying themselves, wouldn't they be

something big and the woman

terms or not?" Zarathor questioned

reason to not accept

"Good,

Then..."

and suddenly, a black paper covered with ominous energy

"The Oath of Death..."

sure none of us go back on what we agree on. There are no tricks involved, I

was quick to calm

however, weren't that

meet

unique ability of Nethrians, they are intangible beings who do not have a physical form, when face to face, they aren't that big of a threat, however, Nethrians are masters when it comes to scheming, so much that the Association strictly forbade interacting

need to know

the Oath of Death

directly and in the