Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret in this world.
He had never imagined that Locke's Soul Attack would be so bizarre. He had not even had the slightest ability to resist.
"Your Holiness, it is no longer a question of whether you think I am qualified to stand alongside you. It is whether I think you are qualified to stand alongside me!"
With a flourish of the spear in his hand, Locke could feel that the weapon was constantly trying to fly from his grasp and return to the Light Pope.
Clearly, as the owner of this divine artifact, the Light Pope was using his connection with it to summon the Rising Sun Spear.
However, with Locke's strength, suppressing the Rising Sun Spear's movements was naturally effortless.
"You..."
The Light Pope's face alternated between pale and red, yet he could not say anything.
After all, he had only said those words because he wanted to test Locke's strength.
Of course, that was also what the Light Pope truly believed.
Anyone he could casually kill in an instant was not worthy of catching his eye.
Who could have expected Locke's Soul Attack to leave him utterly helpless?
"Lord Locke, I spared your life."
After a long silence, the Light Pope said darkly, "You took my divine artifact. I assume you know that if I had not held back, you would already be dead!"
"Please return my divine artifact, Lord Locke."
The change from "Locke" to "Lord Locke" revealed the shift in the Light Pope's attitude toward him.
"Indeed. If Your Holiness had not shown mercy earlier, even if I had not died, I would have been seriously injured."
Locke nodded, accepting the favor from the Light Pope.
"However, Your Holiness."
"Did I not spare you once just now as well?"