Coincidence

"The Giant Race clashed with the demons, and during the battle, the God of Honor was heavily wounded by the Archduke of Blood under the Demon Monarch..."

"The alien city-state under the Ancestor of Phoenix in the Underworld encountered a massive demon assault..."

"Elf soldiers were ambushed by the demon race..."

All of these, and more, were written by the pen of Truman.

Years had passed since he first wrote the beginning of the story, and everything had begun to ferment.

In this process, he became increasingly adept at combining his own "Causality" ability with the Pen of Alsuhod. The various coincidental arrangements of fate felt as smooth and natural as flowing water.

The most crucial part was that everything felt entirely reasonable.

"Next, it is time for humanity to enter the stage." Truman wrote a story concerning demons and human city-states.

"Who should I choose?" Regarding humans, naturally, there had to be differential treatment. In the story, when a human city-state came under attack, an angel had to step forward to protect them.

"Who should I pick?" The figures of several colleagues appeared before Truman's eyes.

"Medici, Leodero, Oseacus... oh, and there is also Ouroboros, whose presence is rather faint!"

He actually got along quite well with these colleagues, but that wouldn't stop him from setting them up if the situation called for it.

"It will be you, Old Pigeon!" Truman suddenly recalled that most of the city-states Leodero protected were near the ocean, which fit perfectly into the story.

"The Archduke of Blood is being hunted by the God of Dawn..."

The new story had begun.

Far away, outside the divine kingdom, Leodero, who was protecting the believers of a city-state, suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

"What is going on?" Lightning flashed around Leodero, and a lightning storm engulfed him as he attempted to sanitize himself. Is it a curse?

"No curse... and nothing seems amiss." Leodero frowned. This near-metaphysical intuition was truly unreasonable.

"Never mind!" Leodero descended above a city-state, his body crackling with lightning.

The sacrificial square in the city-state was filled with humans participating in the rites. They all knelt on the ground, not daring to lift their heads under the endless might of the thunder.

They had been waiting for a long time...

However, the Wind Angel would never be late!

It was just that the believers here were too pious; they had begun the rites early to welcome the descent of the Wind Angel.

"Continue!" The Wind Angel's cold voice boomed like thunder across the sky, causing the believers on the ground to tremble. They scrambled to their feet to continue the sacrifice to the Creator.

Yet, there was a catch to the rites in cities protected by this Wind Angel. For instance, the introductions and hymns dedicated to the Wind Angel in the ritual outnumbered those of all other angels combined, almost equating him to the Ancient Sun God...

This did not count as blasphemy or offense; it was simply the believers' excessive love for the Wind Angel.

"Very good!" Leodero nodded in satisfaction after hearing the prayers dedicated to him, then soared into the air and left the city-state.

The believers on the ground finally breathed a sigh of relief and began their normal sacrificial activities.

The Wind Angel arrived at the seaside, looking out at the vast ocean with a sense of great longing.

A Beyonder of the Storm Pathway should roam the ocean, singing high above the giant waves.

He longed to charge into the sea and run rampant, but the current ocean was the territory of the Elves. For an angel under the Creator like him to intrude at will would be tantamount to a provocation.

"Impact! Impact!" The Wind Angel felt a sense of frustration in his heart and let it all out.

Boom!

A natural disaster descended!

The entire ocean within his line of sight was pulled by some strange power, churning and surging with massive waves as if a tsunami had arrived!

The singing of a sequence five "Sea God Singer" from the "Storm" pathway was a terrifying sight when performed by a sequence two angel.

Furthermore... because the Wind Angel's voice was so piercing, the power of this singing was even more horrific, capable of causing people to lose their sanity and fall into a frenzy.

"Roar! Damn it! Who is singing so horribly!?" A wave of blood erupted from the ocean, drowning half the sea.

A grotesque demon crawled out from the Sea of Blood and let out a roar, glaring at the Wind Angel Leodero.

This demon was hidden within a mist of blood, revealing only two massive demon horns and a pair of bat wings behind him.

Countless eerie runes were intertwined; such a demon could cause even a Demi-god to fall into madness and turn into a monster with just a single glance.

He was the demon who had wounded the God of Honor and had been hunted by Badheil to this place to hide and stabilize his condition, but that roar had disrupted the process.

This was truly a bit of bad luck—though, one could also say it was a coincidence...

The demon's blood-red eyes leaked with frenzied spirituality; he had been injured by the "singing."

The gazes of Leodero and this sequence two demon met, and time seemed to stand still.

There were too many coincidences involved, and both angels were left in a daze, but upon closer reflection, it was absurdly reasonable.

The Abyss was three continents away, and one usually had to pass through the ocean to make landfall. Naturally, the fleeing Archduke of Blood would choose a place with an escape route to stabilize his state.

And Leodero's outburst had come entirely from his own heart.

Neither event would have been a problem on its own, but now that they had collided, they produced a strange effect.

"Die!" The demon shouted, and the "Whisperer" curse was activated, descending along with his voice.

"Impact!" Leodero used his "singing" ability once more. The powerful, piercing sound carried the effect of disrupting the mind and shaking the spirit.

The collision of the two sounds caused the ocean to churn violently and explode, canceling each other out.

Leodero manipulated the endless seawater, turning it into a tsunami that crashed toward the demon.

But the demon also raised his hand, and the Sea of Blood beneath his feet rose and surged, colliding with the disaster-like tsunami with a deafening boom!

At this moment, the ocean between the two became like two giant dragons locked in a brutal melee, causing the very earth to tremble.

Leodero raised his hand, unleashing lightning storms and tornadoes. The scorching lightning conducted through the seawater, amplifying the power of the natural disaster countless times, instantly overpowering the Sea of Blood.

"Filth!" The demon spoke in a cold, eerie tone, conjuring foul, filthy blood out of thin air that splattered onto Leodero.

That filthy blood seemed to have a life of its own, continuously burrowing into Leodero's body.

Leodero snorted coldly, and thunder exploded, vaporizing all the filthy blood.

A crimson flame ignited in the demon's eyes. Leodero, with almost no ability to resist, was affected, and the demon's voice suddenly echoed in his heart.

"Corruption!"

Leodero's body stiffened, coming to a halt as if a demon had invaded his body, fighting for control!

His mental state began to slide toward corruption and rage, and his control over his own abilities encountered massive problems!

"Get out!" Leodero glared, searing white lightning bursting from his hair. He seemed to transform into lightning itself, killing the demon within his own body.

"Natural Disaster"!

He was a sequence two of the Storm Pathway; he was the natural disaster himself.