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Chapter 700 Angela

The Angel Queen's order was responded to as soon as it was issued. Angela, wearing golden armor, strode into the Queen's bedroom.

A very elegant long orange-red hair falls to the waist, and golden armor made of unknown metal covers the key parts, while the rest of the body is replaced by special leather armor, which does not affect the wearer's agility and also increases defense.

A sword with a red crystal inlaid on the hilt was inserted into the belt around Angela's waist, hanging quietly behind her, adding a lot of heroic spirit to this Valkyrie.

Her exquisite features were half covered by a veil, and a pair of angel wings extended from the two ends of the veil, giving Angela's appearance an indescribable sacredness.

Even the Queen of Angels had to admit that Angela was not only the strongest in heaven, but also a beauty who was second to none. Even though she already had a lover, there were still people who wanted to be together with her forever.

But unfortunately, Angela never had a good face towards such people, and usually the conversation between them would end with Angela saying "get out".

Some people were dissatisfied with Angela and wanted to use her identity as a wingless angel to suppress her. In the end, they were discovered by the Angel Queen and demoted to a slave.

The Queen has a scale in her heart. She is generous to those who are valuable, but she will not be soft-hearted to those who are incompetent and suppress their companions.

"Are you calling me? My Queen." Angela stopped in a suitable place and stroked the sword at her waist with her hand. This was a habitual action of a warrior and did not mean that she had any disrespectful thoughts towards the Angel Queen.

Generally speaking, weapons must be removed when entering the queen's bedroom, but the Angel Queen gave Angela the right to carry a knife because she could see that Angela was a trustworthy subordinate, and she would not be so casual with other people.

At the same time, Angela is also one of the few people who know about the alliance between the Queen of Angels and several other kings, because Angela is not only the strongest in heaven, but also the highest commander besides the queen, and she is still needed to lead the troops to fight.

It can be said that except for scientific research, Angela has done her best in all aspects, especially martial arts. I don’t know which angel can give birth to such a unique child.

The Queen of Angels was curious about Angela's identity at first, but after searching for several years without success, she gave up. She guessed that she was the child of angel parents who died in the ancient war.

After all, Angela was born without wings. As a female angel, she is a deformed child without wings. It is not ruled out that her parents abandoned the child for face reasons, and the matter was eventually left unresolved.

"I just finished a meeting, Angela." The Angel Queen pushed herself up. "Guess how it went?"

Angela said, "I guess it's just another round of intrigue."

"That's about right." The Angel Queen waved her hand, scattering the gold coins before her. "I still can't understand what Hela and the others are thinking. What exactly is there in Heaven that they covet?"

"No matter what they covet, my sword will cut off their outstretched claws." Angela promised firmly.

But these words could not give the Angel Queen any peace of mind. It was true that Angela was very strong, but she was not strong enough to face Hela, not to mention the coalition led by Hela.

The Angel Queen had always believed Hela had some conspiracy against the angels; otherwise, it was inexplicable why she would go to such great lengths to contact her. While the angels were renowned mercenaries in ancient times, their strength wasn't particularly impressive. Rather, with the exception of Asgard and Muspelheim, once ruled by Surtur, the other realms were roughly equal in strength.

Even the Midgard, which was generally recognized as the weakest in ancient times, had many tough and capable people. Angel mercenaries usually fought together with their employers. If they were an army alone, they would not be able to be awe-inspiring.

The angels also knew this, and not only that, they also flexibly used this to make a fortune from the war.

When an employer hired the angels, the angels would send someone to find the employer's enemy and tell him that someone had hired them to attack him, and if he wanted to get rid of the problem, he would have to pay a higher price.

If the enemy pays the money obediently, the angels will in turn help the current employer to fight the previous employer. Of course, the original employer can pay a higher price, so the angels do not recommend turning against them again.

It is because of this characteristic that angels have always had a bad reputation, but there are still people who hire them, if for no other reason than that they will really do the job if you pay them, and they will not do the kind of thing where you take the money but don't do the job, provided that you pay enough money.

A race with a bad reputation and nothing special about it, the Angel Queen could never figure out what Hela was going to do, and this had troubled her for hundreds of years.

"Forget it." The Angel Queen sighed and gave up wasting her brain cells.

"Angela, don't slack off on your military training. According to Malekith, he might release us soon. We must be prepared for any Asgardians who arrive or backstabbing attempts by our allies."

"Yes, Queen," Angela saluted. "Military training is ongoing, and the military factory has developed the latest combat mechas, which have been tested and are now ready for production."

"Okay." The Angel Queen nodded. "No matter what, in a year, I'll put all the angels on a war footing. Then I'll tell them everything."

The Angel Queen stood up, and the laziness faded from her body for a moment, and the temperament of a king finally emerged.

"Remember, Angela, this time can only be advanced, it absolutely cannot be delayed. Our paradise will soon return to the embrace of the World Tree. We must take revenge on those Asgardians and vent our anger!"

This kingly temperament infected Angela. The fuel of hatred that the young general had accumulated from what he had heard and seen since he was a child was finally ignited at this moment and turned into a fire of hatred for the Asgardians.

This flame became her power, and would eventually drive her to swing the sword in her hand at the Asgardians.

The Angel Queen looked at the general she had promoted personally and nodded with satisfaction. You know, she had endured a lot of doubts in order to promote Angela. If Angela could perform well, she would also feel proud.

The Angel Queen waved her hand, signaling Angela that she could go down. After the latter left, she became lazy again and lay on the bed.

She has made all the preparations and is now waiting for news from Malekith.

(End of this chapter)