The Ingredients Have All Run Away?

Angels were spirits that served the light.

Most low- and mid-level ones basically had no fixed form or appearance, nor any defined gender. To put it plainly, they were tools and servant warriors in God's service.

Before Samael, the humanoid creatures transformed from Ifrit, the flame spirits of the divine lamp bathed in holy light, bore varying numbers of luminous wings on their backs, wore full-body armor, and wielded weapons and devices powered by fire and aether. They looked exactly like the angels he remembered.

Fire was light...

The ancient serpent recalled Zoroastrianism's definition, as well as its worship of fire and light, and understood.

However, even if the Persians had summoned angels, they still could not gain much of an advantage.

The Valkyrie legion of the Pan-Hellenic Alliance had already spread their swan wings, taken to the skies, and clashed with these so-called angels.

The clang of weapons and the thunderous explosions of flame rose and fell. The limited number of Valkyries found it difficult to break through, and the aerial battlefield fell into a stalemate.

"Open the hatches! Release the mass-produced Lamias and shake off the beast horde!"

Odysseus immediately deployed swarms of Lamias into the waters behind them, using the mass-produced weapons of the Echidna Armory to intercept the crazed sea beasts in pursuit while assembling the Deep Sea Fleet.

At the same time, the pitch-black hulls rang with harsh metallic screeches as fissures opened across them, and savage cannon barrels lit up as they charged.

Squads of dormant Atlantis soldiers, Olympus guards, Area Annihilation Weapons, and humanoid defensive weapons were awakened. Some boarded the decks to operate weapons, while others ignited and launched into the sky, ready for battle.

"All units—charge! Attack!"

Piloting that silver-white large-scale mechanized armor, Odysseus ordered the technologically advanced mechanized forces to