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

"Let's go to War."

a big

eyes and Zarathor

back down anyway, so there is no point in

continue with the oldest way in

We fight for it."

for

Nyssara frowned.

2 weeks, the number of strong beings who had died

it. After all, the moment they lose

proposing

wasn't a fool

I am proposing is an

"An Alliance...?"

Nyssara frowned.

sort of alliance starts with a

She couldn't understand.

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

you tend to rely on your subordinates more,

will continue the War

ends, the winning side will get to devour the world and to prevent any leaks, the losing side will stay

this repeats itself where our forces find a world independently, the losing side

What do you think?"

suggested and Nyssara, who heard the offer blinked a few times in surprise, "Were

does that mean?" Zarathor narrowed his

dubious look that had appeared

You don't have the head required to come up with something

The plan wasn't bad.

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

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

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

have no reason to not accept it."

"Good,

Then..."

and suddenly, a black paper covered with ominous energy appeared in his hand, seeing the paper, Nyssara's

"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 can

was quick to calm

weren't that

did you meet them?"

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

don't need to

to take the Oath of

questioned directly and in the end, Nyssara didn't