They were none other than Guy and Mo Li, whom Mo Li had invited to guide everyone in the use of Ultimate Skills.
"Looks like this red-haired little guy will be the first to drop out, huh?"
"Li, what do you think?"
A teasing voice with a hint of mockery suddenly rang out. It was Guy speaking.
Hearing this, Mo Li set down his teacup and calmly assessed the situation on the battlefield.
"Mm. It was only to be expected."
"Benimaru is quite strong. But compared to Diablo and Ze'Chion, he is still lacking a bit."
Mo Li's tone was calm and indifferent, as though he had long since foreseen the outcome.
Mo Li had a rough estimate of Diablo, Ze'Chion, and Benimaru's current strength.
Without question, the strongest was Diablo, the Original Black. He had lived through endless ages, stood alongside Guy as one of the Seven Primordial Demons, and ranked second only to Guy, the Strongest Primal.
Next was Ze'Chion, who had wandered here from another world alongside Queen Bee Yapitto and was also the offspring of the Insect Demon Lord Zelanus.
Last came Benimaru, who had evolved step by step from a Great Ogre into a Ghost God.
Benimaru was undoubtedly the weakest of the three.
Compared to Benimaru, Ze'Chion and Diablo possessed far too many advantages.
The advantage of their races alone was something Benimaru could not overcome.
Even though Benimaru had now become a Ghost God and was no longer much inferior to the two of them.
Diablo's accumulated foundation and techniques, built up over countless years of survival, were clearly beyond anything Benimaru could match.
The same went for Ze'Chion. With the rewards bestowed by Rimuru and Mo Li, as well as the development provided by Ruotuo and Veldora, Ze'Chion's talents had now been