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The Angel Queen's command had barely been issued when it was answered. Angela, clad in golden armor, strode into the Queen's chambers.

Her flowing, fiery orange hair cascaded down to her waist. Golden armor, crafted from an unknown metal, covered her vital areas, while the remaining parts were protected by specially made leather armor. This design ensured the wearer's agility wasn't compromised while enhancing defensive capabilities.

A sword with a red crystal embedded in its hilt was fastened to Angela's waist belt, hanging silently behind her, adding to the female warrior's heroic aura.

Her exquisite face was partially concealed by a faceplate, from which a pair of angelic wings extended, adding an indescribable holiness to Angela's appearance.

Even the Angel Queen had to admit that Angela was not only the strongest in Heaven but also a beauty who could compete for the top spot. Even though she already had a lover, there was no shortage of people who wanted to be with her forever.

But unfortunately, Angela didn't give any of these people a good look. Generally, their conversations ended with Angela's 'Get out.'

Some were dissatisfied with Angela because of this and wanted to suppress her because she was a wingless angel, but the Angel Queen found out and directly demoted them to slaves.

The Queen had a scale in her heart. She was not stingy with those who were valuable, but she would not be soft on those who were incompetent and suppressed their companions.

"Did you call me, my Queen?" Angela stopped at a suitable spot, her hand resting on the sword at her waist. This was a habitual action for warriors and did not represent any disrespect towards the Angel Queen.

Generally, weapons had to be removed before entering the Queen's chambers, but the Angel Queen granted Angela the right to carry her sword, because she saw that Angela was a trustworthy subordinate. She wouldn't be so casual with others.

At the same time, Angela was one of the few who knew about the Angel Queen's alliance with the other kings, because Angela was not only the strongest in Heaven but also the highest commander besides the Queen. She was needed to lead troops into battle.

It could be said that Angela did her best in every aspect except for research. Especially in martial arts, no one knew which angel could give birth to such a unique child.

The Angel Queen was initially curious about Angela's identity, but she gave up after investigating for several years without finding anything. 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 without wings, this was a deformity. It was possible that her parents abandoned her because of their reputation, and the matter was dropped.

"I just finished a meeting, Angela," the Angel Queen said, propping herself up. "Can you guess how it went?"

Angela said, "I guess it was another battle of wits and deception."

"Pretty much." The Angel Queen waved her hand, scattering the gold coins in front of her. "I still can't figure out what Hela and the others are thinking. What does Heaven have that's worth coveting?"

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

But these words didn't give the Angel Queen any peace of mind. Angela was strong, that was true, but she wasn't enough to face Hela, let alone the coalition led by Hela.

The Angel Queen always believed that Hela definitely had some conspiracy against the angels, otherwise, there was no way to explain why she would go to the trouble of contacting her.

Although the angels were famous mercenaries in ancient times, their strength was not particularly outstanding. It was better to say that the strength of the other realms was similar, except for Asgard and Muspelheim, which was once ruled by Surtur.

Even Midgard, which was recognized as the weakest in ancient times, had many troublesome capable people. Angel mercenaries usually teamed up with their employers. If they were a single army, they would not be awe-inspiring.

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

When an employer hired the angels, the angels would send someone to find the employer's enemy and tell them that someone had hired them to attack him. If they wanted to settle the matter, they 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 fight the previous employer. Of course, if the original employer could pay a higher price, the angels wouldn't mind turning against them again.

It was because of this characteristic that the angels' reputation had not been very good, but people would still hire them, for no other reason than that they would really go to work after receiving the money, and would not do the kind of operation where they would not do anything after receiving the money, provided that you paid enough money.

With a bad reputation and a race with nothing special about it, the Angel Queen couldn't figure out what Hela wanted to do. This matter had been bothering her for hundreds of years.

"Forget it, I won't think about it." The Angel Queen sighed and gave up consuming her brain cells.

"Angela, don't slack off in the army's training during this period. According to Malekith, he may release us soon. At that time, we must be prepared for both the Asgardians who come and the backstabs from those allies."

"Yes, my Queen." Angela saluted. "The army's training has been going on, and the military factory has also developed the latest combat mechs. After testing, they can already be put into production."

"Good." The Angel Queen nodded. "No matter what, a year later, all the angels will enter a state of combat readiness. At that time, tell them everything."

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The Angel Queen stood up, and the laziness disappeared from her body in an instant. The temperament of a king finally appeared.

"Remember, Angela, this time can only be advanced, and it can never be delayed. Our Heaven is about to return to the embrace of the World Tree again. We must take revenge on those Asgardians and vent our anger!"

This kingly temperament infected Angela. The firewood of hatred that this young general had accumulated since childhood was finally ignited at this moment, turning into a fire of hatred for the Asgardians.

This flame became her strength, and it would eventually drive her to swing the sword in her hand towards those Asgardians.

The Angel Queen looked at the general she had personally promoted and nodded with satisfaction. She had endured a lot of doubts in order to promote Angela. If Angela was up to the task, she would also feel proud.

The Angel Queen waved her hand, signaling Angela to leave. After the latter left, she once again turned into that lazy appearance and lay on the bed.

She had made all the preparations, and now she was waiting for news from Malekith.