Guy's Proposed Bet; Raine's Utter Confidence

"Hmph~~, no need. You've only been incarnated for a short while, yet you dare shout at a senior like me. I'll make sure you understand what a true gap in strength is."

Raine felt incredibly confident. She did not believe there was any chance she could lose. She could already picture herself effortlessly defeating Ultima.

Whether it was status, abilities, or strength in the Underworld, she had once been inferior to Ultima.

Not to mention, she had manifested ten thousand years earlier than Ultima.

This time, the advantage was hers.

The Original Purple: Ultima!?

Just a mere challenger. Nothing more.

And so, the second battle between Primordials began.

The participants were the Original Purple, "Ultima," and the Original Blue, "Raine."

Meanwhile, within an unknown space—

Guy had already calmed down from his unease and shock. After all, who was he?

He was Guy.

The Strongest Primal,

the oldest Demon Lord,

the mediator of the world,

the one who dared throw a punch at the Creator God, the Star King Dragon.

A mere Original Purple was not enough to make him lose his composure for so long.

Guy watched Ultima and his subordinate Raine prepare to decide the victor. Then he glanced at the calm and composed Mo Li beside him. A hint of calculation flashed through his crimson eyes as he teasingly asked Mo Li,

"Li, who do you think will win between Raine and Purple?!"

Hearing Guy's words, Mo Li unhurriedly set down his teacup and replied flatly,

"Just say what you want. There's no need to beat around the bush."

Seeing how direct Mo Li was, a trace of boredom flashed through Guy's eyes. He said helplessly,

"You really are no fun at all."

"Forget it. It was within my expectations anyway. Who told me I like you