CHAPTER 1525 SHE IS FOOLING US ALL!
"I guess that makes the fight fairer, don't you think?" Nyssara spoke as she glanced at Zarathor with a crazy smile on her face, then, she kicked Azhural's body away, the bloodied body fell on the ground, silencing every being present. After all, one of the Faction Leaders had died. It was absolutely impossible to not prevent the Association from getting involved and the moment the Association did get involved, things would get more complicated and even more bloodshed would commence. Nyssara, however, didn't think about all that, her boost wouldn't last for a long time, so she needed to make the most out of it. Honestly, she wanted to attack and end Zarathor using her increased power, however, she already knew that even if she gave her all, killing Zarathor wouldn't be simple, the Hornari was too on guard for him to be defeated that quickly.
Therefore, Nyssara decided to target the strongest of Zarathor's subordinates, if she managed to kill even 100 of them while her boost was still there, her healed subordinates would definitely have an easier time, bringing down the number of causalities. The Serpenthri took action and with her speed, almost no one could see her. The only thing the people could react to was how fast the heads of Ultimate Stage Warriors were falling on the ground. Zarathor, who saw this clenched his fist, his eyes glimmered in anger, "You dirty whore!" He cursed, and then, he started doing the same thing. Targeting Nyssara's strongest subordinates. Of course, his killing rate was slow, not only he did not have any form of boost, but he also had to be on guard since Nyssara could come for him anytime. So while Nyssara killed 112 of his subordinates, he only managed to kill 34, of course, considering all of this happened in a minute, this was still a great achievement. Nyssara's boost ended, now, a fully healed Serpenthri, with her fully healed subordinates, stood in front of Zarathor and his subordinates. The two leaders stared at each other, hatred and anger clear in their eyes, and then, the two armies ran. Blood flew, more and more beings were killed, Zarathor's army was at a disadvantage, but it wasn't that bad. After all, Zarathor had already killed Nyssara's 400 subordinates before she could even activate her ability, he could still hold on. As time passed, however, his disadvantage was getting clearer and clearer. It started with 6000 versus 3000, Then, it became 4000 versus 5000, After the first stage of the war, it was 3400 versus 4600, Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.
When the two leaders used their special moves, it became 3200 versus 4200, However, as the second phase of the War started, Zarathor's army couldn't hold against Nyssara's already healed army, the disadvantage they had in their numbers didn't help much either, not to mention one of their leaders had already died. Their morale was at an all-time low and because of that, they lost 1500 more comrades while they only managed to kill 800. The numbers were now 1700 versus 3400. Yes, now, the Zarathor army had to face an army twice as large as them, not to mention that the enemies were in a better condition, it was a hopeless battle. Zarathor, who realized this, clenched his fists in frustration.
He looked up to see Vyriana hovering over them, looking down at them with a neutral expression on her face and her frustration rose even further. To think a single woman would force them into such a position, making them play this sick game just for the sake of her entertainment. To think she would not only fool Nyssara but also force him to play along with her game. Zarathor had no clue what she wanted to get from them other than feeling a sense of sick superiority. 'Wait…' Suddenly, Zarathor's expression changed. 'What does she want from us?'
Zarathor questioned himself again. At first, he thought that she wanted to use this chance to get a hold over the association using his plan, his plan however, was never to cause a meaningless slaughter. That would only go against him since later, he wouldn't have any army to face potential enemies. He simply wanted to subdue Nyssara like how he subdued Azhural, then he would have eventually continued to do the same with the rest of the leaders to later get a hold over the entire Association. This woman, however, doesn't seem to have similar thoughts. At first, he believed that she wanted to use Nyssara as a proxy to rule over the Association, however, with these actions, Nyssara would never be able to return to the Association. Even if she does manage to take him down and later get hold of his leftover army, the numbers left would never be enough to defeat the other two Faction Leaders. What if the woman intervenes with her forces and helps Nyssara? Honestly, if she wanted to use her forces, she would have no reason to play such a sick game and could have directly swooped the Association with her forces. The only possible reason for her being here he could think of would be to weaken their for-…
Suddenly, Zarathor's expression changed as he realised something. "NYSSARA!!" He screamed. "What? Have you finally decided to give in?" Nyssara questioned. Even if she was winning, her expression wasn't good. After all, she had lost quite a lot of her subordinates, not to mention that most of the subordinates she lost were the ones who were on her side from the very beginning, the initial 3000 subordinates, the ones who were the most loyal to her. Only 1500 of the initial 3000 were left. "We are being fooled!" Zarathor shouted. "What the hell are you talking about?" Nyssara questioned. She was already frustrated, and right now, the only thing she wanted was to kill this Hornari bastard. Even now, the only reason she was 'talking' to him was to find a chance to get rid of him. The Hornari's next words, however, froze her movements, "That woman, She is fooling us all!
She doesn't want you as a subordinate, she is simply using you and will throw you away once she is done with you."