Threats to the Old Pope

As soon as Kant finished speaking, the atmosphere instantly stiffened.

The golden light around the old pope's body trembled slightly. He rubbed the scepter in his hand and stared into Kant's eyes. His voice trembled slightly. "Is... is that so?"

"Yes, that's right," Kant said calmly. "I didn't know that she was your daughter. I'm sorry for that."

The old pope was speechless for a moment.

The atmosphere in the hall was even more strange.

However, Kant just stood there quietly and didn't say anything. The Lion Knights and Bunduk were also staring at the old pope in front of them. Any unusual situation would cause them to react.

In fact, in their perception, the old pope that had already become a spirit body was very weak.

Or it could be said that he was pitifully weak!

He was just a mere spiritual body.

A soul that was barely formed from the convergence of positive energy.