Wu Xiaode squinted, taking in his surroundings with a careful glance.
The red scepter lay in the bosom of the Pope.
The congregation murmured prayers under their breath.
Everyone here was a believer, no one would expect someone to dare to steal the scepter.
——In fact, he could go up and grab it right now.
But the Pope was the representative of the One-eyed Giant in the prison of sin, and the One-eyed Giant guarded the path of death.
Could it be that the Pope would just leave a mess behind and walk away?
Regardless, he must have made some arrangements.
As Wu Xiaode mused over this, the Book of the Dead suddenly fell open, rapidly revealing a line of ice crystal letters:
"The current scepter is under the seal of a curse, unusable."
Wu Xiaode scratched his head.
Damn it, the scepter really was sealed.
Was it to prevent it from being stolen?
It seemed he would have to think of another method.
Beyond that——
Was there also a white scepter?
