I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

Chaotic white sword lights attacked them, Phil Gray ducked to avoid them, and took a step forward, and began to condense the Blade of Destiny in his hand, but the figure in the room was so fast that he could not catch the person's position.

"Be careful!" Eli shouted, and Phil Gray instinctively turned sideways to avoid the attacking sword, but a piece of cloth was still cut off at his sleeve.

Only then did he see clearly the appearance of the person who had made the move. This time his face was revealed. He looked to be about thirty years old, with grey eyes, and he looked like an eagle.

The speed of the attack was too fast! Phil Gray and Eli dodged in a rather awkward manner. This man was so agile in fighting with them in such a small room!

He didn't even have time to take out the Blazing Sun Sword and the Daydream Gloves from the Space Stone. He could only throw out the Blade of Destiny, but he couldn't even throw it at the man in white.

"Burning!"

The flame started, but it was still one step behind, only lighting up the curtains behind it, without touching the white shadow at all.

Phil Gray was now deeply aware of his own shortcomings. Although he possessed many skills and had more powerful divine powers than the average god-favored person, he had not received any professional training and had very little practical experience. Once he encountered such a skilled person, he would only fall into such a passive situation!

He secretly made up his mind that when he had time, he would ask Ernest to teach him some fighting skills.

The same goes for Eli. Compared to a fighter, he is more of a laboratory researcher or healer. He can only temporarily slow down the speed of the white shadow's attack by making vines grow on his legs and feet, allowing them to barely avoid the continuous sword light.

Phil Gray felt that he could not just sit there and wait for death, so he stopped dodging and quickly retreated to the door. He gave Eli a look, and Eli understood what he meant and also retreated out the door.

"Wall of Destiny!"

Phil Gray stopped and used this defensive skill. Although his arms and legs were accidentally scratched by several sword lights, a white wall was quickly erected at the door, blocking the white shadow's attack path.

"hiss--"

He continued to transfer his divine power to the white wall despite the pain, making it more solid.

Eli took a breath and quickly used his life force to heal the wounds on Phil Gray's body. "Who is this guy in there? He attacked us without saying a word!"

Although the Wall of Destiny is white, it is still relatively transparent, and one can see the scene on the other side.

The man in the room stopped and stood straight facing them, with sharp eyes and a long sword in his hand that reflected a cold white light.

"Who are you? Why have you been following us these days?" Phil Gray asked. Judging from the fast movement and attack speed, he was sure that this person was the one who had been following them. From the passing by last night to the white shadow that he saw from time to time later, it was all this guy!

The man in white robe did not speak, but raised his sword and input divine power into it. The sword seemed to grow several times larger in an instant, and then chopped towards the Wall of Destiny!

"Uh!"

Several cracks actually appeared on the solid wall!

Phil Gray frowned, watching the man chopping with the sword. He could only continue to use his divine power to maintain the high wall. Although his divine power was strong, it was not infinite, and there were more and more cracks on the wall.

What should I do?

He could actually use the Scales of Fate to replace his sword, but after using it, there would be very little divine power left. What if that person had other means of attack, how would he respond?

At this moment, the curtains that had just been lit had fallen to the ground, and the spreading flames also set the bed on fire. The thick smoke made the man in white cough, and his attack became more fierce!

The wall of fate collapsed with the last ray of sword light. At this moment, Phil Gray threw a candy given by Caroline into his mouth, chewed it hard, and then shouted out the four words "Fate Exchange--"!

All the divine power in his body was almost drained, but the effect was also obvious. The sword in the white-clothed man's hand underwent a strange change and broke into pieces, scattering on the ground.

The man in white stopped in shock. He looked at the weapon that had been with him for many years and it mysteriously turned into pieces, at a loss.

Phil Gray curled up the corners of his mouth, and the candy in his mouth had returned to its original shape. After spitting out the candy, he used his remaining divine power to condense the Flying Blade of Destiny and threw it at the man in white who was standing there in a daze.

Although the man in white was distracted after being hit, his body's instinct allowed him to easily dodge the flying blade, but his legs and feet were bound by Eli's vines.

Just now he was able to cut through these vines with his sword, but now he can only rely on his divine power to expel these plants growing out of his body.

"Burning!"

He used the last bit of his divine power to summon the flame of the sun, and the raging fire finally wrapped around the man in white.

The burning sensation made the man in white realize that something was wrong. He turned around and ran towards the window. The stinging pain in his legs and feet and the flames on his body did not seem to affect his flexibility.

"Let's catch him!"

Phil Gray and Eli hurriedly chased after him, but they were still a step too late. With a "splash", the man in white jumped into the vast ocean, and the ship quickly moved away from its original position under the power of high-purity blue crystal.

"Why do so many people like to jump into the sea!" Eli leaned over to the window and used his life force to extinguish the flames that were spreading farther and farther.

He turned around and saw Phil Gray's pale face.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just ran out of energy and need to rest." Phil Gray forced a smile back. He looked at his torn sleeves and sighed, "We may rely too much on skills. In fact, fighting skills are also important sometimes. I can feel that the man just now was only a follower of the attention level, the same level as us, but he made us so embarrassed."

Eli comforted him, "He must have received strict training since he was a child, and the god he believes in may be a god of war, so it's normal for him to have strong fighting ability. You don't have to blame yourself."

Phil Gray shook his head, still feeling a little frustrated. As one of the Three Gods' Favored Ones, he needed to use up all of his divine power to force his opponent to jump into the sea, which was really embarrassing.

He completely forgot that he had only been a God-favored One for a few months, and before that he was just an ordinary person with a materialistic worldview.

"I don't know who he is?" He looked at the furnishings in the room. Although most of them had turned to charred ashes, some of them still remained.

"I didn't find anything. Oh, it seems a bit strange. The fight between us and him made such a loud noise, but how come no other passengers or crew members noticed it? Is that Bernie so careless?" Eli lifted the bed board, and there was nothing hidden underneath.

"Yes!"

Phil Gray also felt something was wrong. Before he could turn around to look at the door, he heard a "bang" and the door suddenly closed by itself!