This also means that the Proxy Pope named Adoma has lost her greatest support.

In his view, Adoma is now all alone, with no one to back her.

However, to his surprise, the other archbishops all expressed their agreement.

The Red Archbishop cast a disdainful glance at him.

This arrogant fellow clearly forgot one thing.

Although Adoma may be the weakest Thunder Church Pope in history, even the weakest Pope is still a Pope.

Before they strip Adoma of her Proxy Pope status, she remains the representative of the Master of Thunder in this world.

This means that Adoma is the person in this world who can contact the Master of Thunder the fastest.

Even without other powers, based solely on this, she stands above the archbishops.

The Thunder Church, at its core, is the church of the Master of Thunder.

As long as the Master of Thunder says the word, even if Adoma were a beggar by the roadside one moment, she'd become Pope the next.

Of course, despite their words, it's not as if the archbishops who agreed to welcome Adoma hold much respect for her in their hearts.

The archbishops were just discussing how to remove Adoma from her Proxy Pope position and who would be the new Pope after her removal.

Adoma is indeed a Pope elected by democratic vote.

But it's not like such a Pope can't be removed.

Moreover, Adoma did not complete the Pope's trial, and that's a fact, isn't it?

As everyone was lost in thought, Alice slowly appeared before them.

When Alice saw them, she immediately sensed the tense atmosphere.

However, she did not expect that before she could even speak, someone had already started the confrontation.

"Lady Adoma." An elderly man in black stared sharply at Alice, "Have you completed the Pope's trial?"

Alice thought to herself, "I knew it," but her face remained calm: "I'm in the process. If you hadn't summoned me back so urgently, I would have already banished Qishala."

As she spoke, Alice also blamed them for her failure to banish Qishala.

"I fear you no longer have the chance to complete it," the old man said coldly. "The continent's situation is ever-changing, and we urgently need a confirmed Pope. Since you couldn't complete the trial, it shows you're unfit to be Pope. You should relinquish this position, Adoma."

As the old man spoke, he reached out to Alice: "Hand over the Boundary-Breaking Divine Sword; there's no need for you to continue the trial."

Alice was slightly taken aback by the old man's words. She wanted to point out that the trial's deadline hadn't even been reached, so how could she be deemed a failure?

However, she quickly swallowed back her words.

No need.

Since they were already saying this, they must have thought of countless reasons to force her to agree.

In the eyes of those who do not recognize her, no matter what she says or does, she will never earn their recognition.

She must not fall into the trap of proving herself.

Alice wasn't particularly concerned about the so-called Thunder Pope identity, but it was still useful for completing the grand explosion plan.

Thinking about this, Alice smiled and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am..."

Just as the old man began to speak, a bolt of thunder struck him without warning, sending him flying.

"Hmph." Alice extinguished the lightning in her hand and withdrew the Thunderbolt Certificate. "No matter who it is, there's no reason to disrespect me."

"Divine Selection!" The surrounding archbishops exclaimed.

The power Alice just used bore clear traces of Divine Power; it wasn't from her but from the Master of Thunder.

Considering the Thunderbolt Certificate Alice displayed, she was no longer an ordinary Thunder Chosen One but a Pope recognized by the Master of Thunder.

In the history of Popes, this was an enormous achievement.

This indicated that, in the eyes of the Master of Thunder, Adoma was a trustworthy and strong Pope.

This meant that regardless of whether Alice completed the Pope's trial, she was already acknowledged by the Master of Thunder as the Pope of the Thunder Church.

As said earlier, regardless of their rank within the Thunder Lord Church, the church ultimately belongs to the Master of Thunder. With His word, even if Adoma were just a Proxy Pope, or the most dangerous Witch, she could become the real Pope.

All fell silent at that moment.

No one dared to assist the fallen archbishop, not even his students or sons.

Alice's gaze swept over everyone present.

The stern look made everyone feel as if they had a dagger at their back; the temperature in the hall seemed to drop significantly.

She walked toward the Pope's throne in the central hall.

Standing beside the throne, Alice caressed the Pope's Throne carved from a single Thunder Divine Stone as her elegant and indifferent voice reached everyone's ears.

"I am indeed not a very competent Pope."

"I am deeply saddened by the demise of the Dragon God Sect."

"I understand your questioning of my qualifications."

"But that's no reason for you to disrespect me, although I will respect your choice."

"I do not care for this Pope's position; since you have decided for me to abdicate, then I will."

"However, I will stand my ground until the last moment."

As she spoke, Alice slowly sat on the Pope's throne.

The Thunderbolt Certificate within her surged, forming a subtle connection with the Thunder Divine Stone, and the majestic silhouette of the Master of Thunder appeared behind Alice.

"Tell me, who is your chosen next Pope?"

Leaning against the seat with her left hand supporting her cheek and her right hand fiddling with the Thunderbolt Certificate that confirmed her papal identity, Alice smiled warmly and said:

"I will personally convey this good news to the great Master of Thunder."