In a church in Europe, Saintess Fesha met with the most mysterious Pope of today, led by a deacon.
However, the Pope did not show himself but remained hidden in the darkness, his features indiscernible.
"Saintess Fesha, the Pope is here; I'll leave you now!" The deacon bowed respectfully and then withdrew.
Saintess Fesha stepped forward and called out reverently, "Holy Father!"
"Fesha, you have worked hard this time!" said the shadowy figure in the darkness.
"It is my honor to serve the Holy Father!"
"You are not lightly injured; you should rest."
"It's nothing; I can still withstand it!"
"That's good," the shadow sighed, "Huaxia is truly a miraculous nation. Whether it was Empress Xuan of the past or the Dragon Emperor of today, their strength is unfathomable!"
"Indeed!" Fesha nodded in firm agreement.
Only those who had clashed with the Dragon Emperor on Seven Kill Island could truly comprehend his power.
