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Chapter 700 Angela
The Angel Queen's order had just been issued when a response came, and Angela, clad in golden armor, strode into the Queen's Palace.
Very flowing orange-red long hair cascaded down to her waist. Golden armor made of unknown metal covered vital areas, while the rest was replaced with specially made leather armor. This design ensured both the wearer's agility was not compromised and defense power was increased.
A sword with a red crystal embedded in its hilt was sheathed in Angela's weapon belt at her waist, hanging quietly behind her, adding a lot of valor to this Valkyrie.
Exquisite features were obscured by half of her faceplate. A pair of angel wings extended from both sides of the faceplate, adding a hint of ineffable holiness to Angela's appearance.
Even the Angel Queen had to admit that Angela was not only the strongest one in Heaven, but also definitely a top beauty, possibly even the most beautiful. Even though she already had a lover, there was no shortage of people who wanted to be bound together with her for life.
But unfortunately, Angela didn't react well to these people. Usually their conversations would end with Angela telling them to "scram."
Some people held resentment towards Angela because of this, wanting to use her identity as a wingless angel to suppress her. In the end, they were discovered by the Angel Queen and directly demoted to slaves.
The Queen had a scale in her heart. She was not stingy towards people of value, but she would not be lenient towards people who were not capable but still suppressed their partners.
"Did you call for me, my Queen?" Angela stopped at a suitable position, her hand brushed against the sword at her waist. This was a martial artist's habitual action and did not represent any disrespectful idea towards the Angel Queen.
Generally speaking, weapons must be removed before entering the Queen's Palace, but the Angel Queen had given Angela the right to carry a sword, because she could see that Angela was a subordinate who could be trusted; she would not be so casual with others.
At the same time, Angela was also one of the few who knew about the alliance between the Angel Queen and several other kings, because Angela was not only the strongest one in Heaven, but also the highest commander besides the Queen. Leading the army in battle still needed to rely on her.
It could be said that apart from the research and development aspect, Angela had excelled in all aspects, especially in terms of martial arts. No one knew which angel could give birth to such a unique child.
The Angel Queen had initially been curious about Angela's identity, but she investigated for several years and found nothing, so she gave up. It was likely that she was the child of angel parents who had died in the ancient war.
After all, Angela was born without wings. As a female angel without wings, this was an abnormality. One cannot rule out the factor of her parents abandoning the child due to face issues. In the end, this matter was dropped.
"I just finished a meeting, Angela," the Angel Queen said, propping herself up. "Guess what the process was like?"
Angela opened her mouth and said, "I guess it was another round of deceit and betrayal."
"Pretty much," the Angel Queen said, waving her hand to dismiss the gold coins placed in front of her. "I still can't understand what exactly Hela and the others are thinking. What thing in Heaven is worth coveting for them?"
"No matter what they covet, my sword will sever the claws they extend," Angela assured firmly.
But these words couldn't give the Angel Queen any reassured feeling. Angela was indeed strong, but facing Hela, she was not enough of a match, especially considering it was the allied forces led by Hela.
The Angel Queen had always believed that Hela definitely had some conspiracy against angels. Otherwise, it was really unexplainable why she would go to great lengths to contact her.
Although angels were famous mercenaries in ancient times, their strength was not particularly outstanding. Rather, it's more accurate to say that apart from Asgard and Muspelheim, which was once ruled by Surtur, the strength of the other realms was similar.
Even Midgard, which was recognized as the weakest in ancient times, had many tricky capable people and unusual individuals. The angel mercenary army usually fought in conjunction with their employers. If it were their army alone, they would be far from reaching the point of inspiring awe.
Angels also knew this. Not only that, they cleverly used this aspect to make a fortune from war spoils.
When an employer hired angels, the angels would send someone to find the employer's enemy and tell him that someone had hired them to attack him. If he wanted to settle the business, he would have to pay a higher price.
If the enemy obediently paid the money, then the angels would turn around and help the current employer to attack the previous employer. Of course, if the original employer could pay an even higher price, the angels wouldn't mind betraying again.
It was because of this characteristic that angels' reputation had always been not very good, but there were still people who hired them, not for any other reason but because once they received money, they really went to work. They wouldn't do the maneuver of taking money but not doing business, provided that you paid enough money.
Bad reputation, a race with no special aspect, the Angel Queen still couldn't understand what Hela wanted to do. This business had troubled her for hundreds of years.
"Forget it, I won't think about it anymore," the Angel Queen sighed, stopping the waste of brain cells.
"Angela, don't slack off on the army's training during this time. According to Malekith, he may release us soon. At that time, we must be prepared for both the Asgardians who come and the betrayal from those in the alliance."
"Yes, my Queen," Angela saluted. "The army's training has been ongoing. At the same time, the military factory has also completed the research and development of the latest battle mecha. After testing, it can already be put into production."
"Good," the Angel Queen nodded. "No matter what, in a year, order all angels to enter a state of preparation for war. Tell them everything then."
The Angel Queen stood up. In an instant, laziness faded from her body, and the temperament belonging to a king finally revealed itself.
"Remember this, Angela, this time can only be brought forward, absolutely impossible to postpone. Our Heaven is about to return to the embrace of the World Tree again. We are going to take revenge on those Asgardians and vent our rage!"
This kingly temperament infected Angela. The firewood of hatred accumulated in this teenager general from childhood through constant exposure was finally ignited at this moment, turning into the fire of hatred towards Asgardians.
This flame became her power, and it would eventually drive her to wield the sword in her hand and swing it towards those Asgardians.
The Angel Queen looked at the general she had personally promoted and nodded in satisfaction. She knew that she had endured a lot of doubts in order to promote Angela. If Angela lived up to expectations, she would also feel proud.
The Angel Queen waved her hand, signaling Angela to leave. After the latter left, she returned to that lazy state again and lay down on the bed.
She had made all preparations and was now waiting for news from Malekith.
(End of Chapter)
The Angel Queen's order had just been issued when a response came, and Angela, clad in golden armor, strode into the Queen's Palace.
Very flowing orange-red long hair cascaded down to her waist. Golden armor made of unknown metal covered vital areas, while the rest was replaced with specially made leather armor. This design ensured both the wearer's agility was not compromised and defense power was increased.
A sword with a red crystal embedded in its hilt was sheathed in Angela's weapon belt at her waist, hanging quietly behind her, adding a lot of valor to this Valkyrie.
Exquisite features were obscured by half of her faceplate. A pair of angel wings extended from both sides of the faceplate, adding a hint of ineffable holiness to Angela's appearance.
Even the Angel Queen had to admit that Angela was not only the strongest one in Heaven, but also definitely a top beauty, possibly even the most beautiful. Even though she already had a lover, there was no shortage of people who wanted to be bound together with her for life.
But unfortunately, Angela didn't react well to these people. Usually their conversations would end with Angela telling them to "scram."
Some people held resentment towards Angela because of this, wanting to use her identity as a wingless angel to suppress her. In the end, they were discovered by the Angel Queen and directly demoted to slaves.
The Queen had a scale in her heart. She was not stingy towards people of value, but she would not be lenient towards people who were not capable but still suppressed their partners.
"Did you call for me, my Queen?" Angela stopped at a suitable position, her hand brushed against the sword at her waist. This was a martial artist's habitual action and did not represent any disrespectful idea towards the Angel Queen.
Generally speaking, weapons must be removed before entering the Queen's Palace, but the Angel Queen had given Angela the right to carry a sword, because she could see that Angela was a subordinate who could be trusted; she would not be so casual with others.
At the same time, Angela was also one of the few who knew about the alliance between the Angel Queen and several other kings, because Angela was not only the strongest one in Heaven, but also the highest commander besides the Queen. Leading the army in battle still needed to rely on her.
It could be said that apart from the research and development aspect, Angela had excelled in all aspects, especially in terms of martial arts. No one knew which angel could give birth to such a unique child.
The Angel Queen had initially been curious about Angela's identity, but she investigated for several years and found nothing, so she gave up. It was likely that she was the child of angel parents who had died in the ancient war.
After all, Angela was born without wings. As a female angel without wings, this was an abnormality. One cannot rule out the factor of her parents abandoning the child due to face issues. In the end, this matter was dropped.
"I just finished a meeting, Angela," the Angel Queen said, propping herself up. "Guess what the process was like?"
Angela opened her mouth and said, "I guess it was another round of deceit and betrayal."
"Pretty much," the Angel Queen said, waving her hand to dismiss the gold coins placed in front of her. "I still can't understand what exactly Hela and the others are thinking. What thing in Heaven is worth coveting for them?"
"No matter what they covet, my sword will sever the claws they extend," Angela assured firmly.
But these words couldn't give the Angel Queen any reassured feeling. Angela was indeed strong, but facing Hela, she was not enough of a match, especially considering it was the allied forces led by Hela.
The Angel Queen had always believed that Hela definitely had some conspiracy against angels. Otherwise, it was really unexplainable why she would go to great lengths to contact her.
Although angels were famous mercenaries in ancient times, their strength was not particularly outstanding. Rather, it's more accurate to say that apart from Asgard and Muspelheim, which was once ruled by Surtur, the strength of the other realms was similar.
Even Midgard, which was recognized as the weakest in ancient times, had many tricky capable people and unusual individuals. The angel mercenary army usually fought in conjunction with their employers. If it were their army alone, they would be far from reaching the point of inspiring awe.
Angels also knew this. Not only that, they cleverly used this aspect to make a fortune from war spoils.
When an employer hired angels, the angels would send someone to find the employer's enemy and tell him that someone had hired them to attack him. If he wanted to settle the business, he would have to pay a higher price.
If the enemy obediently paid the money, then the angels would turn around and help the current employer to attack the previous employer. Of course, if the original employer could pay an even higher price, the angels wouldn't mind betraying again.
It was because of this characteristic that angels' reputation had always been not very good, but there were still people who hired them, not for any other reason but because once they received money, they really went to work. They wouldn't do the maneuver of taking money but not doing business, provided that you paid enough money.
Bad reputation, a race with no special aspect, the Angel Queen still couldn't understand what Hela wanted to do. This business had troubled her for hundreds of years.
"Forget it, I won't think about it anymore," the Angel Queen sighed, stopping the waste of brain cells.
"Angela, don't slack off on the army's training during this time. According to Malekith, he may release us soon. At that time, we must be prepared for both the Asgardians who come and the betrayal from those in the alliance."
"Yes, my Queen," Angela saluted. "The army's training has been ongoing. At the same time, the military factory has also completed the research and development of the latest battle mecha. After testing, it can already be put into production."
"Good," the Angel Queen nodded. "No matter what, in a year, order all angels to enter a state of preparation for war. Tell them everything then."
The Angel Queen stood up. In an instant, laziness faded from her body, and the temperament belonging to a king finally revealed itself.
"Remember this, Angela, this time can only be brought forward, absolutely impossible to postpone. Our Heaven is about to return to the embrace of the World Tree again. We are going to take revenge on those Asgardians and vent our rage!"
This kingly temperament infected Angela. The firewood of hatred accumulated in this teenager general from childhood through constant exposure was finally ignited at this moment, turning into the fire of hatred towards Asgardians.
This flame became her power, and it would eventually drive her to wield the sword in her hand and swing it towards those Asgardians.
The Angel Queen looked at the general she had personally promoted and nodded in satisfaction. She knew that she had endured a lot of doubts in order to promote Angela. If Angela lived up to expectations, she would also feel proud.
The Angel Queen waved her hand, signaling Angela to leave. After the latter left, she returned to that lazy state again and lay down on the bed.
She had made all preparations and was now waiting for news from Malekith.
(End of Chapter)
