Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 48 Coincidence

"The giants clashed with the demons, during which the God of Honor was severely wounded by the Blood Duke, a subordinate of the Demon King..."

"The alien city-states under the jurisdiction of the Phoenix Ancestor in the Underworld have been attacked by a large number of demons..."

"Elven soldiers were ambushed by demons..."

All of these things originated from Truman's writing.

Several years have passed since he first wrote the beginning of the story, and everything has begun to unfold.

In this process, he became increasingly adept at combining his own "cause and effect" ability with Alshurst's pen, and the various coincidences in his destiny were arranged with remarkable ease.

Most importantly, everything is reasonable.

"Next, it's time for humans to enter the scene," Truman wrote, recounting his story about demons and human city-states.

"Who should we choose?" Naturally, humans are treated differently. In the story, when a human city-state is attacked, an angel must step forward to protect humanity.

"Who should we choose?" Truman saw the figures of several colleagues in front of him.

"Medici, Leodorus, Ocycus... oh, and there's also Ouroles, who's not very noticeable!"

He actually got along quite well with these colleagues, but he wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of them when necessary.

"You're the one, old pigeon!" Truman suddenly remembered that most of the city-states protected by Leodorus were near the sea, which would fit him perfectly into the story.

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

A new story has begun.

Leodorus, who was far away outside the Kingdom of God and was protecting the believers of the city-state, suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

"What's going on?" A sudden burst of lightning surrounded Leodorus, engulfing him in a storm of light as he tried to purify himself. "Is it a curse?"

"There's no curse...and nothing wrong with it either." Leodorus frowned; the almost mystical intuition was truly illogical.

"Never mind him!" Leodorus descended upon a city-state, his body crackling with lightning.

The city-state's sacrificial plaza was filled with humans participating in the ritual, all kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise their heads under the endless power of the thunder.

They have been waiting for a long time...

However, the wind angels are never late!

The believers here are so devout that they began their rituals early to welcome the arrival of the wind angels.

"Continue!" The wind angel's cold voice boomed like thunder in the sky, causing the believers on the ground to tremble and quickly get up to continue their sacrifice to the Creator.

However, there's something fishy about the rituals in these cities protected by wind angels. For example, the descriptions and praises of the wind angels in the rituals are more extensive than those of all the other angels combined, almost making them equivalent to the ancient sun god...

This is not blasphemy or offense; it's just that believers have an excessive adoration for the wind angels.

"Very good!" Leodorus nodded in satisfaction after hearing his prayer, then leaped into the air and left the city-state.

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

The wind angel arrived at the seaside and felt a great longing as it looked at the vast sea.

The extraordinary ones who traverse storms should roam the oceans and sing aloud on the giant waves.

He longed to roam freely in the sea, but now the ocean was the domain of the elves, and for an angel under the Creator to trespass at will was tantamount to provocation.

"Impact! Impact!" The wind angel vented her frustration.

boom!

Natural disaster strikes!

The entire sea as far as the eye could see was being pulled by some strange force, churning and rolling, with towering waves, as if a tsunami was surging in!

The singing of the "Ocean Singer," a Sequence 5 of the "Storm" pathway, is such a terrifying scene when performed by a Sequence 2 angel.

Even more so... the voice of the wind angel, due to its extremely penetrating quality, makes the power of this singing even more terrifying, capable of making people lose their minds and go crazy.

"Roar! Damn it! Who sings so terribly!?" A blood-red wave suddenly erupted from the ocean, engulfing half of it.

A grotesque demon emerged from the sea of ​​blood, roared, and looked at the wind angel Leodorus.

The demon was shrouded in blood mist, with only two enormous demon horns and a pair of bat wings visible on its back.

Countless bizarre runes intertwined, such a demon could even drive a demigod to madness and turn him into a monster with just a glance.

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

This is really unlucky, but of course, it could also be clever...

The demon's blood-red eyes radiated a frenzied spirituality, wounded by the "singing."

When Leodorus's eyes met those of the Sequence Two demon, time seemed to stand still.

There are too many coincidences involved. Both angels involved had this sense of disorientation, but upon closer examination, it was surprisingly reasonable.

The Abyss is far beyond the three continents, and one usually has to land by sea. The Blood Duke, who was being hunted down, would naturally choose a place with a way out to stabilize his condition.

Leodorus's roar came entirely from his heart.

The two things are fine on their own, but now they've collided, creating a strange effect.

"Die!" the demon roared, and the curse of the "Whisperer" was activated, descending with his voice.

"Impact!" Leodorus used his "Singing" ability again, his powerful voice penetrating and capable of disturbing the mind and intimidating spirits.

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

Leodorus manipulated the endless seawater into a tsunami that crashed towards the demon.

But the demon also raised his hand, and a sea of ​​blood rose and churned beneath his feet, colliding violently with a tsunami like a natural disaster!

At that moment, the ocean between the two became two giant dragons wrestling fiercely, causing the earth to tremble.

Leodorus raised his hand and unleashed a lightning storm and a tornado. The intense lightning, conducted through the seawater, amplified the power of the natural disaster countless times, instantly overwhelming the sea of ​​blood.

"Filth!" the demon uttered coldly, conjuring up a foul stench and filthy blood that splattered onto Leodorus.

The filthy blood seemed to have a life of its own, constantly seeping into Leodorus's body.

Leodorus snorted coldly, and a thunderous roar erupted, evaporating all the filthy blood.

A crimson flame ignited in the demon's eyes, and Leodorus was affected almost without any power to resist. Suddenly, the demon's voice echoed in his mind.

"Degradation!"

Leodorus's body stiffened slightly, and he stopped, as if a demon had invaded his body, and the demon was vying for control of his body!

His mental state began to degenerate and become irritable, and he had great problems controlling his own abilities!

"Get out of my way!" Leodorus glared angrily, his hair crackling with white lightning, as if he had transformed into lightning himself, killing the demon within his body.

"Natural disaster!"

He is the second sequence of the storm pathway, and is himself a natural disaster.

(End of this chapter)