Supreme Harem God System

“Submit to my Lord, and you will live.”

Marlik spoke, his tone the same as before, filled with respect when he talked about his lord.

“Huh…?”

Both Zharak and Nixgut frowned in confusion.

He was asking them to submit?

This was…

“Where is the Boy, Marlik?”

Zharak questioned directly, having had enough of this sick game.

“My Lord is not here.”

“Your Lord? That Boy is your Lord?”

“It would do you well if you show him respect. I will not sit and let you disrespect my Lord.”

“And what are you going to do? Use that filthy power of yours? On me?”

Zharak laughed.

He was confident in his skills. After all, despite both of them being Transcendents, he was far stronger than Marlik.

Marlik, however, didn’t seem bothered by Zharak’s remark. Rather, he just stared at Nixgut.

“I can see that the two of you took the Mission from someone else. For there to be two different Missions to deal with this matter, and considering the reward I was promised was a High-Level Relic, the two of you must have been promised the same, if not more.

Three High-Level Relics—only a Strong High-Level World could give out this reward. So, assuming that the one who hired you was a High-Level World, if you go back empty-handed, I do not have to spell out what your fate will be.

Running away wouldn’t be possible either. They must have a way to track you. You two are out of options. It would be wise to submit.”

Marlik explained calmly.

“I understand your point.”

Nixgut nodded lightly.

“I have a few questions I need answers to regarding this Lord you seem to respect so much.”

“Ask.”

“How will I be treated if I submit? Will your Lord ensure my safety?”

“If my Lord wishes to protect you, no one in this Universe will be able to harm you.”

“Oh? That is quite a bold claim.”

“My Lord is that exceptional.”

“I can see that.”

Nixgut nodded.

“To think he turned you into… this.

Anyways, next question-“

Before Nixgut could even complete his sentence, Zharak, who had disappeared from his side while Nixgut got Marlik’s attention, appeared right next to Marlik, ready to cut his limbs.

Nixgut, who saw that, grinned.

Zharak understood what he wanted. This was why he always partnered with him in missions—the two understood each other.

It was a common tactic, really.

With how Marlik talked, it didn’t look like that Boy was here, so they decided to deliver Marlik instead. They would question him and extract answers any way they wanted.

Yes, they would need to relinquish the rewards for not being able to complete the mission, but at the very least, they would be able to keep their lives.

That was the plan.

And with Marlik, who would lose his limbs to Zharak’s attack, capturing him wouldn’t be difficult, especially with his Law.

Nixgut prepared to set his domain, ready to capture him the moment Zharak took him by surprise, but just as Zharak was about to cut Marlik’s arm,

Flicker

Marlik disappeared and reappeared right next to Nixgut, placing his hand on top of his head, ready to dissolve his head with his miasma the moment he tried something foolish.

Nixgut, who was caught by surprise, widened his eyes in horror.

This… shouldn’t be possible.

Nixgut knew he had a weaker body. Instant attacks like blink could be extremely lethal to him, so he had an artifact that constantly flickered the Space around him, making sure no one was able to teleport next to him.

Marlik… shouldn’t have gotten this close to him.

Not to mention… he shouldn’t even be fast enough to react to Zharak’s attacks! Zharak was a lot faster than him!

No, forget all that—the main question was, how did this man teleport in the first place!?

He never had any Spatial abilities, and that artifact he loved so much could only be used if it was loaded with dimensions beforehand.

“This is why I suggested you submit.”

Suddenly, Nixgut heard a voice.

“You are going against a force you do not yet understand.”

“W-What…?”

Nixgut muttered, his voice still laced with fear. After all, his life was in this man’s hands. The moment he sensed even the simplest movement, Marlik would kill him, and he knew it.

“Watch.”

Marlik then turned Nixgut’s head to Zharak, who stood still as well, not wanting Nixgut to get hurt because of his movement.

Then suddenly,

Flicker

Zharak disappeared.

“W-Wha-“

Before Nixgut could understand what happened, Marlik forcefully raised his head, forcing him to look up, to where Zharak was teleported to.

And then,

Flicker Flicker Flicker Flicker

Zharak’s body constantly appeared and disappeared at random places. Sometimes, he clashed with trees; sometimes, his body was dragged through the ground; and sometimes, he was just teleported to random places—all this happened in a matter of milliseconds, not even giving him enough time to get back on his feet, let alone resist whatever was happening to him.

Zharak looked no different than a rag doll being experimented on and thrown around by a child who seemed a little too excited.

And Nixgut, who was seeing this happening right in front of him… couldn’t believe his eyes.

Zharak was… the strongest of the three of them.

Or at least, that’s what it was supposed to be…

But…

To think someone like Zharak would be so helpless…

He wasn’t even given enough time to set up his domain.

“W-What is happening…?”

Nixgut questioned.

“This is the being you are trying to go against.

You cannot even sense his presence. You cannot even understand what he is doing. You cannot even sense his Law Flow, and yet…

You still think you can go against him?”

Marlik tilted his head with a light smile, his tone filled with disdain.

“Also, you must have activated your Call Artifact a long ago, did you not?

Do you still not wonder why the reinforcements aren’t here yet?

Or do you need more time to realize it?”

“W-What…?”

“This Space is sealed. No one can come here to help you, not even if it is the Progenitor of a High-Level World himself.

No matter how much you wait, there will be no help.

Submit, Nixgut, for the one you stand against cannot be defeated.”

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A/N:

Marlik.

Nixgut.

Zharak.