Could they remain at the Demon Duke realm for a full ten thousand years just by virtue of being Primordial Demons!?
Mo Li did not know, nor could he make sense of it.
Perhaps it was because... their comprehension was lacking, and the right opportunity had not come. In any case, Mo Li could not think of any other possibility.
Surely it could not be that the two of them "lacked talent," right?!
They were Primordial Demons!
If even Primordial Demons were considered untalented, then no talented living beings existed.
"Don't... take it too much to heart. By generally accepted standards, if they were judged by ordinary criteria, your subordinates could still be called outstanding."
Mo Li considered his words before offering his praise.
This was the most "reasonable" evaluation Mo Li could give, and also the most appropriate one at present.
Indeed. If judged by ordinary standards, Raine and Misari were unquestionably among the very best.
After all, they were subordinates of Primordial Demons. Such an opportunity was something one could only hope to encounter.
Primordial Demons actually had another advantage.
They could command all demons belonging to their own color spectrum.
In other words, as long as Guy subdued Raine and Misari, the blue demons and green demons would also become Guy's subordinates.
Of course, the black demons were excluded, since there was only that one exception.
The demons who did not give a damn about anyone—the black demons. Diablo was the Black Progenitor, which was why those black-spectrum demons were willing to give Diablo the time of day.
Otherwise, not even Diablo could make the black-spectrum demons look at him twice.
So what if you're stronger than me?!
If I say I don't give a damn about you, then I don't give a damn about you!
Even