Nanfeng, who had been listening intently to their conversation, couldn't help tilting his head.
What Demogorgon had said was truly... both laughable and exasperating.
Though they were both associated with undeath, they were fundamentally entirely different concepts... Undead and Undead Beings were distinguished by life and death even in their spelling.
In Toril's language, even within the same phrase, the difference between adding or removing a few letters at the end could be worlds apart.
Orcus would have to be insane to think the Undead could affect his divine portfolio.
But Nanfeng also understood... if Demogorgon and Graz'zt truly wanted to drag Orcus into this, then they were at least eighty percent certain they could force Orcus to make trouble for the Undead over it.
Though he had no idea how they intended to do it, Nanfeng understood the principle behind it: the two Demon Princes before him wanted to do it, and they could do it.
He turned slightly toward the Hill Mage Tower, then touched his tablet, which had not vibrated even once. Nanfeng could only give them a knowing, suggestive smile. "Where will Orcus begin?"
"Doesn't Toril have an Undead nation?" Demogorgon said righteously.
"You really mean Thay, the nation of the Red Wizards?" Cunlü looked at him curiously. "Bane and Orcus don't seem capable of becoming allies!"
Demogorgon looked toward Graz'zt, whose expression was strange. "Eh? So that place really won't work?
"Aren't they both bone players?"
"Bane, well... belongs to the Lawful Alignment." Graz'zt pondered for several minutes before choosing a simpler answer.
Though he was temporarily standing on the same side as Demogorgon, that did not mean they could continue cooperating in the future.
Graz'zt would have to be mad to explain those subtle differences to this fellow who always loved pretending to be