Holy Light Angel (2)

It was clear that the Holy Light Angel's own combat strength was only at the Mid Legendary level, weaker even than the War Golem Freddie controlled. But because it could wield Divine Power, it could fight above its level head-on, driving back the Cyclops even after he had unleashed Titan Power.

Hiding in the Spirit World, Green watched the exchange in astonishment. As he stared at the Holy Light Angel, greed crept into his eyes.

Only a true Master Alchemist could create a Holy Light Angel like this. Made by fusing the flesh of a real Angel with rare Enchanted Metal, it was a weapon of war designed specifically to fight High Legendary and even Calamity Rank enemies.

If I could get that Holy Light Angel and take it back to the Graveyard... Green's imagination ran wild, but he quickly came to his senses and suppressed his greed. He shook his head. I'd better stay out of a fight at this level. Neither the Four-Winged Angel nor the Shadow Red Dragon, my strongest forces right now, can take on a High Legendary opponent. I'll stay hidden in the Spirit World. Besides, there's still that scheming bastard Nikolayevich. Unless he joins the fight and all three sides tear each other apart, giving me a chance to pick up the scraps, I'll have to keep my head down.

Green made up his mind not to show himself until the very last moment. He had already gained plenty from this trip to the Mist World. The Cyclops tribe alone had made it worthwhile; with a modest investment of resources, it could provide him with a steady supply of Cyclops Warriors of at least Level Five.

Green even wanted to modify the heavy cannons he had acquired on the Faerun City battlefield and mount