Chapter 517 (1/2)

Chapter 517: Chapter 57

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Sui Xiong was rooting his own horn, but he didn’t really lose his alertness. He knew that his elder brother’s fear was very reasonable.

Before this, his enemies were only the aristocrats. Relying on the two groups, citizens and businessmen, he had the confidence to defeat the aristocratic society without using Divine Power, and he could open a new era.

Although aristocrats were all over the Main Plane and extended into many other worlds, he could also defeat them. Sui Xiong believed that as long as he carried out a great policy like land reform, the high building of the aristocratic society would immediately become a castle on the beach. It would be overthrown by a mere push.

However, if the Hatred Departed Souls were also involved in, the situation would be different.

People couldn’t carry out a campaign without any justifiable reason. This principle was universal in every world. If the aristocrats attacked the Republic of Northwest, it would be an ordinary political struggle. No matter whether they won or lost, it involved neither good nor evil. It belonged to a low-level struggle. However, if it rose to being the contradiction between the living and the dead, it would involve the field of good and evil, and the field of life and death. At that time, it was likely that some good gods who supported him before would change their positions and become his enemies.

Of course, Sui Xiong wasn’t afraid of being the enemy of the good gods. He was not an idealist who insisted on good. If necessary, he wouldn’t mind using some evil means. For example, in this world, it was absolutely an evil means to use skeleton laborers. Even on earth, it wouldn’t be a good means.

In the same way, if necessary, he wouldn’t mind fighting with all the good gods. He would defeat them and make them bow down so that they wouldn’t dare to criticize him.

However, unless he had no alternative, he wouldn’t want to be the enemy of the good gods.

It was a pleasant thing to defeat and even kill the evil gods. However, it was completely different to defeat or even kill the good gods.

Even though the good gods were a group of ignorant old-fashioned guys, Sui Xiong still didn’t want to fight with them, or eventually kill them.

Therefore, after thinking for a while, he sent an avatar to contact the good gods and to explain the problem of skeleton laborers in the Republic of Northwest.

“Ugh! Gods are much more troublesome than humans!” Sui Xiong complained. As he complained, he also thought about what to say. He had on a long face.

The development of the incident was in general much better than what Yorgaardman had thought. Probably, in the last war, Sui Xiong was so powerful that the gods of the evil camp didn’t take advantage of this opportunity to jump out and provoke a war with the Void Mask.

However, the negotiations with the good gods were not successful.

Sui Xiong worked hard to explain it, and he also emphasized that those skeletons weren’t made of dead bodies. They were the natural storage of the Ashes Woods. However, few of the good gods were willing to accept his explanation, understand him or support his actions.

Fortunately, although most of the good gods didn’t support his actions, they weren’t against him strictly. In fact, a lot of gods weren’t willing to meet Sui Xiong at all. Even though some met him, they weren’t willing to talk with him in detail. They just said a few words casually and said goodbye to him, making him lose his honor.

However, that was enough. For Sui Xiong, as long as those good gods didn’t turn against him, that would be successful.

Of course, he didn’t want to be a worldly enemy, but he really didn’t care about the so-called “friendship” with those guys.

For him, as long as his friends coordinated with him, and as long as his friends agreed or at least didn’t oppose his actions, that would be enough.

As for the others, well, although it seemed that Sui Xiong was pretty urgent and went to explain himself everywhere, in fact, these words remained the same in his heart:

If you’re dissatisfied with this, fight me. I’ll take you on.