"Your Holiness, a total of 298 candidates registered, and 296 have arrived."
In front of the Divine Hall of Light, Cardinal Holland of the Light Church stood respectfully before Pope Frederick and inquired:
"The other two probably won't come."
"Should the Divine Festival start now?"
However, at that moment, Frederick glanced at the Archbishop beside him, who possessed Tier Nine strength.
This single glance caused Holland, possessing Tier Nine strength, to undergo a drastic change in complexion.
An overwhelming power suddenly choked Holland's throat, giving him the sensation of imminent death.
Fortunately,
this power came as swiftly as it vanished.
Holland greedily inhaled fresh air.
He stood beside Frederick, not daring to lift his head, his eyes filled with the terror of narrowly escaping death, even trembling slightly.
Just when Holland was baffled about what had offended the terrifying Pope, Frederick suddenly uttered a single word:
"Wait!"
