The peace talks the Wisdom Angel had envisioned never came. Even after a long wait, she received no response from the Abyss Lord.
Left with no choice, she could only contact the Fallen Angels, hoping to get in touch with the Abyss Lord.
Whether he agreed to peace talks or not, he ought to give her an answer!
But the Overlord of the Fallen Angels replied directly, "The great Abyss Lord disdains peace talks with insignificant nobodies. How could the likes of you compare with the might of the Abyss?"
When the Wisdom Angel Chief received this message, disbelief covered her face. "This is the Fallen Angels' reply to me? How dare the Abyss Overlord be so arrogant?"
"He never gave us a second thought. Damn him!"
The Wisdom Angel Chief was utterly furious. As one of the Angel Race's illustrious Seven Archangels, she had actually been dismissed like this.
Now she finally understood just how foolish her earlier desire for peace talks had been.
The Abyss Lord had never intended to negotiate with the Angel Race at all. He had paid no heed whatsoever to the sincerity she had spoken of earlier.
Having finally understood his intentions, the Wisdom Angel Chief stopped pinning her hopes on peace talks.
She sought out the Power Angel Chief herself. "Lady Alice, I was wrong before."
"I never expected the Abyss Lord to be so arrogant and ignorant. He never took us Angel Chiefs seriously at all."
"They have no intention of negotiating. If we don't take advantage of the Illusion God Race holding back the Abyss Empire to eliminate this enormous threat, I'm afraid the Angel Empire will face another devastating blow before long."
She felt somewhat helpless. Her intentions had been good, after all. The Angel Empire's war had dragged on