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,"

you have in your mind then?" Nyssara questioned

"Let's go to War."

offered with a big smile

eyes and Zarathor

nor me is going to back down anyway, so there is

with the oldest way in the

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 who

foolish choice, 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 in

proposing an

a fool

I am proposing is

"An Alliance...?"

Nyssara frowned.

alliance starts

She couldn't understand.

I

to rely on your subordinates more, I came up with

continue the War till

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

if, in the future, a situation like this repeats itself where our

What do you think?"

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

that mean?" Zarathor narrowed his

look that

to come up with something like this. Who suggested it? Did you recruit some new talent on your

The plan wasn't bad.

already a part of the association, with two of the major

naïve enough to trust Zarathor, however, this could be the start of something big and

agree with the terms or not?" Zarathor questioned with an annoyed look on his

to not accept it." Nyssara

"Good,

Then..."

smile widened and suddenly, a black paper covered with ominous energy appeared in his hand, seeing the paper,

"The Oath of Death..."

There are no tricks involved, I

to calm the

weren't that

did you meet them?" Nyssara questioned

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

need to

take the Oath of Death

and in the end, Nyssara didn't