Ainz - Strength

The angels were flapping their wings hard. They were like butterflies trying to escape a spider’s web. Two of them slowly parted to either side. But they were moving unnaturally. They moved away from each other as if someone were forcing them. And then Ainz, who had previously been hidden in their shadow, was clearly visible in the gap.

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In Ainz’s outstretched hands he held the necks of the two an-gels. They were struggling to escape, but he wasn’t letting go.

“This can’t be...,” someone mumbled. Angels were summoned monsters, and their bodies were made up of the summoner’s magical energy, but that didn’t mean they were light. They weighed slightly more than an adult human male, plus they were wearing heavy armor. It would be no easy feat to hold that up in one hand. Maybe a muscle-bound warrior who had gone through the most rigorous training would eventually be able to do it, but the man before them was a caster, which meant that rather than muscle, he had poured his efforts into increasing his wisdom and magical energy. Even if he were using magic to increase his strength, if the base number were low, the effect wouldn’t be so great.

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Volume 1, Chapter 5.1