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,"

do you have in your mind then?" Nyssara questioned

"Let's go to War."

a big smile

eyes and

going to back down anyway, so there is no

the oldest way

We fight for it."

Stage Powerhouses for a world

Nyssara frowned.

even after 2 weeks, the number of strong beings

losing thousands of capable subordinates for a single world wasn't worth it. After all, the moment they lose them, they will lose their standing

proposing an

wasn't a fool

I am proposing is an

"An Alliance...?"

Nyssara frowned.

alliance starts with a

She couldn't understand.

War to decide who wins the right to devour the world, I would have offered

tend to rely on your subordinates more, I

War till

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

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

What do you think?"

times in surprise, "Were you the one who

mean?"

that had appeared

the head required to come up with something like

The plan wasn't bad.

when they are already a part of the association, with two of the major forces allying themselves, wouldn't they be able

be the start of something big and the woman was sure a simple minded being like Zarathor couldn't possibly come up with something

Zarathor questioned with an annoyed look

no reason to

"Good,

Then..."

widened and suddenly, a black paper covered with ominous energy appeared in

"The Oath of Death..."

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

to calm the woman

weren't that

meet

to face, they aren't that big of a threat, however, Nethrians are masters when it comes to scheming, so much that the

need to

the Oath

in the end, Nyssara