CHAPTER 1519 DON’T FORGET, THEY ARE WATCHING YOUR EVERY MOVE.
"So not only did she lose the world, she also got trapped?" Thyra commented as she heard everything Nux explained. Zarathor's plan was clear. According to the Oath of Death, once a faction surrenders, they cannot leave the world until the winning faction devours the world. What did that mean? Nyssara was now trapped. As long as Zarathor doesn't devour the will of the world, she cannot leave. She was stuck inside with 6000 Ultimate Stage Powerhouses as her enemies. Zarathor would now force her to take the Oath of Subordination to enslave her. According to the conversation between Azhural and Zarathor, this was how Zarathor enslaved Azhural as well. Yes, the two weren't allies, but Master and Slave. "This Zarathor is quite ambitious." Allura commented with an impressed look on her face. "Now he has three of the five Faction Leaders of the Association on his side, he pretty much controls the Association now. Once he gets his hands on the two leaders left, he would have the entire Association in his pocket." "Once that happens, he would have absolute power in this area, he can then devour as many worlds as he wants. Even breaking through to the next stage won't be an impossibility." Ember added.
"Tsk, I can't believe I am watching some another man succeed on what should have been my first mission." Skyla snorted. As much of a gentle and positive woman as she was, she didn't like how a scheming coward like Zarathor was the one winning. Of course, the woman completely ignored the fact that she and her family were also waiting till the two factions fought each other before cowardly attacking and taking the reward. "Wait a little." Suddenly, Nux commented with a light smile on his face. "What do you mean?" Amaya questioned with a frown on her face. Nux, however, ignored her question and turned towards Vyriana. "Get ready, my love. It is time for us to make a move." Vyriana frowned, she, however, didn't go against Nux's words and stood up. Waiting for further instructions. "We will get involved." Nux declared
"Fighting against not six but nine thousand Divines? Do we really need to do that?" Amaya frowned. No matter how she thought about it, it wasn't a good plan unless…
Unless she missed something. Nux's smile widened. "That woman isn't a fool either, she never surrendered, she just left the room." …
*BOOOOOM* Back in the world, a huge explosion was heard, alerting both Zarathor and Azhural. "LORD ZARATHOR!!" A subordinate rushed in. "What is it?" Zarathor questioned with a frown on her face. "L-Lady Nyssara! She is leaving!!" "What!? Has she lost her mind!? She would die the moment she leaves this place!" Zarathor shouted. "That might not be the case…" Azhural, who realized Nyssara's plan commented with a dumbfounded look on his face. He didn't think Nyssara would be able to think this far, especially when everything seemed to be against her. If only he had half of that level of presence of mind… he wouldn't have fallen for this man's trap. Right now, however, none of that mattered. He and Zarathor were in the same boat. Nyssara was the enemy. She couldn't be allowed to leave, because the moment she did, she would instantly go to the Association and report the two of them. Once that happens, she and the other two Faction Leaders would work together to subdue the two of them and because of the Oath of Subordination, he wouldn't be able to leave Zarathor's side. Zarathor, who connected the dots and realized everything widened his eyes and rushed out of the room together with Azhural. "NYSSARA!!!"
He shouted at the top of his lungs. "YOU CANNOT LEAVE!" "Haaah!? Did you really think that foolish plan of yours would work!? Let's see what the Association has to say about this!" "Association!? Don't forget! You tried to betray the Association as well! Those bastards would use this chance to benefi-" "You are working together with Nethrians. You have already subdued one of the five Faction Leaders of the Association and if you had succeeded in subduing me as well, then you would have two Faction Leaders under you, the majority of the Association's Power would have fallen in your hands. You are a threat, Zarathor. Who do you think the Association would choose, you, a threat, or me, an important chess piece to subdue the said threat?" It was clear that Nyssara had calculated everything. Now all she needed to do was to leave together with her subordinates, once she successfully escaped, it was over for Zarathor and she would be saved. "YOU BITCH!!" Zarathor cursed at the top of his lungs.
His hatred for the woman increased with every passing second. Nyssara, however, completely ignored the Hornari and flew away, ready to leave the world. But suddenly, *Rumble* *Rumble* *Thunder* *Thunder* Têxt belongs to .
"Lady Nyssara! Watch out!!" *Whoosh* *Whoosh* Once again, the world trembled. What did that mean?
It meant that a being had entered the world and the world was informing everything about who it was. Of course, Nyssara completely ignored that piece of information, right now, other than escaping, nothing else mattered. What happens to this world, whether it survives or not, all of that was now secondary. But…
*BOOOM* Nyssara, who was busy escaping felt an Aura so oppressive that her body trembled, her instincts screamed, telling her not to fact the being in front of her. "Lady Nyssara! Watch out!!" Suddenly, Nyssara heard a voice, however, before she could come out of her reverie and prepare herself, she felt a piercing pain on her nose and suddenly, her body, which had constantly been flying up in order to leave the world, was pushed down. And it wasn't just her, The Aura the enemy released was so overwhelming that all her subordinates who could match her speed and were running together with her were pushed down as well. "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." The Dragon that had just entered declared coldly as she glanced at the 5-meter-tall Hornari standing on the ground with a dumbfounded look on his face.