Because Primordial Demons like them had been born from the dark side of the Great Spirit of Light—the Great Spirit of Darkness.
The seven Origin Angels stood opposed to the seven Primordial Demons.
Like black and white, yin and yang.
Therefore, how could Carrera not be wary of beings on the same level as herself, beings who had existed for just as many years?
"Lord Emperor, are you saying our opponents are... those birdmen?"
Ultima showed no regard whatsoever for the identity or status of the Primordial Seven Angels. In her eyes, so what if they were the Primordial Seven Angels?!
She was not afraid of them.
They were merely a few birdmen.
Hehe~~ As one of the seven great Primordial Demons, aside from a select few, Ultima looked down on everyone equally.
Even those birdmen on the same level as herself were no exception.
Mo Li gave a slight nod.
"The War of Heavens and Demons is approaching. This time, our opponents will not only be the Demon Race, but also... the Empire, our enemies from not long ago."
Mo Li's voice was calm, but it carried a trace of solemnity.
"Moreover, this time will not be the same as before."
"This time, both Feldway, the Demon Lord, and... Michael will stake everything they have."
"This will be a battle that decides the fate of the world."
"Furthermore, every Origin Angel possesses an Ultimate Skill."
"If you faced them now... the three of you would have very low odds of victory."
Mo Li spoke calmly to the three women.
He was not lying.
The Primordial Seven Angels, who possessed Ultimate Skills, were clearly not opponents that Ultima, Carrera, and Testarossa could handle in their current state.
After all, the advantages of Primordial Demons could not be brought into play