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,"

have in your mind

"Let's go to War."

a big

narrowed her eyes and Zarathor continued

to back down anyway, so there is no point in

with the oldest

We fight for it."

to lose thousands of Ultimate Stage Powerhouses for a world that couldn't even form a

Nyssara frowned.

number of strong beings

capable subordinates for a single world wasn't worth it. After all, the moment they lose them, they will lose their standing in the Association and will be devoured by

not proposing an all-out

wasn't a

am proposing

"An Alliance...?"

Nyssara frowned.

of alliance starts with

She couldn't understand.

I would have offered a one-on-one duel

tend to rely on your subordinates more,

War till one side

the world and to prevent any leaks, the losing side

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

What do you think?"

suggested and Nyssara, who heard the offer blinked a few times

mean?" Zarathor narrowed

look that had appeared on Nyssara's

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

The plan wasn't bad.

of the association, with two of the major forces allying themselves, wouldn't they be able to control the entire association if things

something big and the woman was sure a simple minded

not?" Zarathor questioned with an

to

"Good,

Then..."

black paper covered with ominous energy appeared in his hand, seeing the paper,

"The Oath of Death..."

I am just making sure none of us go back on what we agree on. There are no tricks involved, I will write all the conditions in front of you. If you want, you can be

to calm the

weren't

meet them?" Nyssara

Death, it was created from the unique ability of Nethrians, they are intangible beings who do not have a physical form, when face to face, they

don't need

you going to take the Oath of Death or

directly and in the end,