Chapter 871

The energy was shapeless and colorless. It was indescribable.

However, it was undeniably there.

It was still weak at the moment, but Wilbur could sense that the energy was uniform and consistent.

This consistency was fuelled by a powerful force.

Wilbur still could not understand the consistency yet, but he had his Second Consciousness work on analyzing it at once. He was certain that he would be able to achieve great things with this.

Wilbur smiled, then picked up the Pope's crown.

The red gem on the crown shone bright and fiery.

"This gem looks rather familiar," he mused.

Karl piped up then. "It was Elder Catherine who gave up her gemstone for this crown we made."

"Oh."

who lowered her head and

of whom seemed overwhelmed with

that was the case, Wilbur hesitated no more. He put the Fire Dragon Crown on and

the Pope's robes, putting them on Wilbur and carefully smoothing out each

into the hems, and a fire

cloak with multiple embroidered

Crown, the Pope's robes, and the

taller

out his sheik's

the scepter, and it lit up with a

of the scepter, a small golden flame

knelt with the crowd, calling out, "We're at your service, Your Holiness the Pope of the Church

your service, Your

voices

scepter,

to suffer from famine, poverty, or catastrophe." Wilbur's voice

words

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