The Old Emperor sat on a floating sofa, looking at the message in his hand, a slight smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"This guy, he didn't even get killed by the explosion, this is the power of an Ancient God Life Form..."
Ahead, the new Archbishop was nervously preparing for the prayer ritual, repeatedly making sure she could activate the staff before she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Next to her, an elderly maid whispered, "Your Majesty, according to our preliminary investigation and analysis of the brainwaves of everyone in the main hall just now, there is an eighty percent chance that the bombing was not done by anyone present."
"Neither the Elder Court nor the Military Department?" The Emperor frowned in confusion.
The elderly maid murmured softly, "It's possible they were unaware, and it was done independently by someone under their command."
