Supreme Harem God System

Chapter 1520 Let me show you the Peak.

"Zarathor. This is why I told you to be careful. Don't forget,

They are watching your every move, doing anything foolish can be your death sentence." Vyriana spoke in an authoritative tone. It was a long shot. Nux's guess was simple, Zarathor contacted Nethrians, the beings who are supposedly dangerous and the Association Zarathor belonged to has strictly forbidden getting involved with them. Now the question was, Was Zarathor brave enough to actually remain in contact with the Nethrians and even get the Oath of Death from them? Nux didn't know the answer to that question. After all, he didn't know Zarathor personally, all the information he had was based on what he had observed in these past few weeks. What could be said, however, was that the chances that Zarathor was receiving some sort of external help were high. Honestly, even if he wasn't involved with any external force, it didn't matter. Nux didn't have to be correct here, because even if he was and his plan to let Vyriana act as one of the higher-ups of the faction he is a part of fails, and Zarathor simply denies knowing Vyriana, Nothing would change. After all, Zarathor wasn't the one he had to convince. "Zarathor! You actually went over and changed sides!? To think you would actually bring outsiders into our disputes, are you out of your mind!?" Nyssara, who crashed onto the ground because of Vyriana's blow shouted, anger and hatred radiated with each of her words. Her crimson eyes shined dangerously. It wasn't just her, even Azhural was looking at him with a betrayed look on his face. He knew Zarathor's ambitions were high, he wanted to take over the Association, and honestly, sometimes, he even doubted if Zarathor was actually as capable as he displayed himself to be, but…

To think he was merely a pawn…

Everything he showed so far, his overly well-prepared plans, his follow-throughs, the way he handled every difficulty… to think all of this was just him being a puppet being controlled by an entirely different organization…

Zarathor, on the other hand, was confused. "What in the hell are you talking about?" He questioned, then, he turned towards Vyriana and, "And who are you?" Yes, Zarathor didn't buy it. An external organization that had been helping him? Haaah!? Everything he did, he

Vyriana simply narrowed her eyes and, "What's the point of trying to cover

until the final day." Vyriana then snorted and a disgusted look appeared on her face. "Tsk, I told them not to choose a hot-headed fool like you, this is what happens when you

you think I am a fool!?" Nyssara shouted. "Do you think this foolish act of yours can save you now!? I was wondering who gave you the balls to interact with the Nethrians when the Association strictly forbade it, I couldn't believe that a hard-headed fool

who only followed

disgrace to the Association!" Nyssara screamed. From an enemy who threatened the Association, he was reduced to a mere lackey of some foreign organisation all because of the appearance of one

order to make these people let their guard down

all because of the appearance of one single woman. As his anger and frustration piled up, Zarathor glared at the woman who had appeared out of nowhere and his eyes shined in intense anger. This tiny woman, he wanted to squash her like the big she

do anything, Nyssara and her subordinates had already rushed

many thousands of tiny bugs like you I have squashed under my feet!" *BOOOM* The