Chapter 517

He had talked tough, but Sui Xiong had not truly let down his guard because of it.

He knew his big brother's concerns were well-founded.

Before this, his enemies had been no more than those nobles. With the citizens and merchants behind him, even without using divine power, he had been confident he could crush noble society and usher in a new era.

The nobles' influence might be spread throughout the main plane and even extend into many other worlds, but dealing with them... Sui Xiong felt that all he needed to do was unleash a doomsday weapon like "land reform," and the imperial edifice of noble society would immediately become a castle on the beach, collapsing at a single shove.

But if the forces that hated the undead were added to the equation, things would be different.

The principle that a name not set right leaves words without foundation applied in any world. When the nobles came looking for trouble with the Northwest Republic, it was an ordinary political struggle. Victory or defeat had nothing to do with good or evil; it was a dispute on a relatively low level. But if it rose to a conflict between the living and the undead, it would touch upon ideological realms such as good and evil, life and death. At that point, some of the good gods who had previously supported him might very well change sides and become his enemies.

Of course, Sui Xiong was not afraid of making enemies of the good gods. He was not the sort of idealist who clung stubbornly to goodness. If necessary, he did not mind using evil methods—using skeleton laborers, for instance, was absolutely an evil measure in this world. Even on Earth, it probably could not be considered good.

Likewise, if necessary,