"Go get the Pope."
At the same time, at the viewing stand on the right of the square, the Bishop stared at the enormous Water Ball in the sky and could not help but inhale deeply. However he did not fall into shock like the rest of the crowds, instead, he turned around to order a priest.
"No need, I’m back." But before the priest could reply, the Pope’s voice emerged once again from the back, " No peculiarity with the Holy Items, this thing has nothing to do with them."
Many church staffs were seen turning their heads to the stage. All they could see was the Pope holding the sceptre in hand, walking hurriedly over.
A few bowed correspondingly.
Without anticipating any of them to utter a word, the Pope then stood once more on the viewing stand. He gazed at the sky, wearing an expression of grave concern.