I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"The Death Stone needs to be infused with soul power before it can be used." The owner of the house said slowly, "and only the followers of the God of Death can mobilize the death power in it. But you have no problem with this. The death energy on your body is enough to prove that you are his follower."

"Soul power?"

Phil Gray suddenly remembered that when he had made a contract with the Scales of Fate before, it was under Xiaotian's guidance that he used meditation to allow his soul to float out of his body and then successfully established a connection with the Scales.

"Yes, as a follower of the God of Death, you wouldn't not even know what the power of the soul is, right?" The owner of the house looked at him with some contempt.

Phil Gray was helpless. "I really don't know. Is it through meditation that the soul can leave the body and then touch the Holy Stone of Death?"

The owner looked at him suspiciously, "That's not the case. I only do that when connecting to a holy object. Although the Death Stone is more powerful than some holy objects, it is not a holy object and cannot be exclusive to someone. So you only need to inject a little soul power into it to allow the divine power in it to be fed back to your body.

As for the power of the soul, close your eyes. You don't have to meditate to leave your body. Instead, look at your body. Then you will gradually see two selves overlapping together. That is your body and soul. Then mobilize the power at the soul level and inject it into the holy stone.

Many of our rituals and sacred objects require soul power to activate. With more practice, you can mobilize soul power at any time. However, soul power is different from divine power. It cannot be restored in a short time and cannot be abused. "

"Thank you. I'll give it a try." Phil Gray closed his eyes, and just as the owner of the house said, he "saw" two selves. One of them was illusory and transparent. He gradually felt the power contained in it, and then injected a trace of soul power into the Holy Stone of Death.

The owner of the house was still sitting in the rocking chair, rocking his body and watching the scene in front of him.

The blue gem turned black in an instant, and the rich divine power was continuously infused into Phil Gray's body through the soul level. He felt that the divine power in his body was more abundant than ever before.

And what surprised him was that the divine power that entered his body slowly transformed into a state of fusion with his own divine power. In other words, he was not limited to using death-related skills, but he was able to use the skills bestowed by the God of Destiny and the Prophet of the Day with the help of the death divine power!

For some reason, a trace of guilt flashed through his mind. If the fallen quasi-god knew that he used his death power to use the skills of their rival, the Dawn Divine Cult, would he suddenly be so angry that he came back to life?

"Yes, you have a great talent. You succeeded in using soul power for the first time." The owner praised and stood up again. "Well, I have told you how to use the holy stone. It's time for you to help me. Please ask that person for me."

"what's up?"

The owner's eyes swept across every corner of the hut. "You can see that I am very attached to the human world. I really want to go back to the human world again. Even if it's only for a moment, even if my relatives and friends are gone."

"So you want me to help you ask him to let you go back to the human world?" Phil Gray asked.

"Yes."

Phil Gray thought about it, and an idea suddenly came to his mind. He raised the corners of his lips and said, "Maybe we don't need him. I can also let you go to the human world, and even as many times as you want."

"What do you mean?" The owner of the house looked at him sideways, with disbelief on his face.

How could an ordinary living person allow a ghost like him to go to the human world whenever he wants?

But since the person who gave him the Deathly Hallows might have some extraordinary qualities?

The homeowner's heart ached.

"I have a skill that allows me to summon an undead spirit from the Abyss of the Dead, and it can stay for a day. If I were in the human world, I could summon you using this skill, and you would be able to stay in the human world, right? As for how to summon you, I can summon specific undead spirits by offering specific sacrifices. All you have to do is give me an item related to yourself and accept my sacrifice." Phil Gray explained. He has had no time to use this skill since he acquired it, but maybe he could give it a try?

The owner of the house frowned, it was not like he had not thought about reaching the human world through summoning before, but he simply could not get in touch with the gods' favored ones in the human world, and those favored ones in the human world had to sign a specific contract even if they were summoned. Not to mention how the countless undead in the abyss of the dead could choose him, even if they were chosen, he did not want to acknowledge the gods' favored ones as his master just because he longed to go to the human world.

But now, this living person in front of him, whom he could not understand, could actually summon specific undead spirits out of the abyss?

He suppressed his excitement and asked in a deep voice, "Is what you said true? If I accept your call, do I have to follow your instructions and be controlled by you?"

Phil Gray shook his head. "No, my skills will only make you feel friendly towards me, but they cannot control you."

As for how friendly a feeling it could be, he had never tried it, so naturally he couldn't guarantee it.

The owner's eyes kept changing. He thought for a long time, then floated to the cabinet and took out a bone ring from the top layer.

"This was left behind by a good friend of mine. I want to see you use the skills you mentioned and then summon my friend over." The owner of the house stared at Phil Gray.

Summon his friends?

Before he could figure out the situation, the owner continued, "His level is about the same as mine. It may take a lot of divine power for you to summon him. But fortunately, you have the Holy Stone of Death, which can replenish it continuously. Why not give it a try?" The owner handed over the bone ring.

"Okay." Phil Gray took the ring, "But I'm not sure if he will accept my call."

Moreover, if his good friend had already died, he shouldn't be able to summon him, right?

But Phil Gray didn't say the rest, as that would have seemed impolite.

"Don't worry, he is curious about everything. If someone calls him, he will definitely come over happily." The owner of the house said with a smile, but no one knew that his heart was extremely complicated. It was the expectation and fear before the realization of his long-cherished wish that was all in vain.

Phil Gray nodded, he placed the bone ring on his palm and whispered, "Undead companion! Please accept my call!"

The divine power was drained in an instant, but then the divine power in the Holy Stone of Death continued to pour in, maintaining the summoning needs.

A black hexagram array appeared above his palm. With a flash of light, the bone ring suddenly disappeared, and the hexagram array grew larger and larger, floating in front of him.

Then the hexagram formation gradually twisted, black mist spread out, and a door slowly opened.

"Hmm? Which little cutie summoned me?"