In front of the Holy See's grand hall, a hint of rage finally appeared on the Pope's majestic face.
"Everyone, no matter who, dare plead for Alice again, will be deemed as the forsaken by the Divine Spirit and will suffer the Holy See's severe punishment, bringing calamity upon your families!"
"Remote troops, execute by fire!"
Boom, dazzling torches were thrown towards Alice. Alice took a deep breath, smiled faintly, and a gentle breeze stirred the hair at her temples.
"My child, mommy's sorry. Ye Ling, goodbye!"
Alice closed her eyes, already feeling the scorching flames coming from all directions, about to ignite her body and burn her to death under the glory of the Holy See.
Suddenly, Pope Vitra's expression changed, and a gust of wind blew in. The torches thrown at Alice were instantly extinguished and fell to the ground.
Around Alice's body, a white Spiritual Power emerged, fiercely guarding her. The power flickered, containing terrible might—absolute protection.
