I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"The first knight of the North, the next monarch of the North, the one most favored by the God of Death?" The owner of the house carefully considered his words and answered.

Phil Gray was slightly surprised. He didn't expect Wilder to be so powerful. Why did Valk force him into such a situation? Was it for him to see? Or was there another hidden reason?

Perhaps the answers to all could only be known by meeting Wilder in person, but I heard from them that he was summoned to the Temple of Death by the God of Death, and no one knew when he would come out. I was anxious to return to the human world, so it was certain that we would not be able to meet this time.

He sighed and fell into wordless silence.

Suddenly, Phil Gray felt the ground shake, followed by dense drum music coming from the front. The dull drum sound accompanied by a murmuring whisper surrounded his ears.

"The Rebirth Banquet has begun." The big skeleton stopped and looked at the outline of the castle in front of him. That was the castle where the lord of Wangu City lived.

"It doesn't matter. The descent of God will take a while. Although I have not participated in it very often, I know the procedures." The owner of the house said. His floating body had not been out for a long time and was quite uncomfortable with the feeling of moving outside.

Although the descent of God had not yet begun, the man and two undead spirits quickened their pace.

"There will probably be a lot of high-level undead at the Rebirth Banquet. Do you have anything that can help me hide the breath of the living?" Phil Gray thought for a moment and asked.

"What are you hiding? Any high-level undead can feel the Death Knight's protection over you. No one in the Northern Territory is not familiar with his aura. By then, you can walk around with your head held high. Why do you still care about these things? What's more, don't you have this good partner now? He is not a pushover either. At least in Wangu City, no one dares to offend him." The owner pointed at the big skeleton and laughed.

The big skeleton waved his thick arms and said, "Don't worry, the undead in Wangu City are all very friendly."

"Okay." Phil Gray could only nod. Friendly? Yulia had said before that except for him, other undeads liked to eat living people.

The closer they got to the direction where the drumbeats came from, the deafening sound made Phil Gray cover his ears. With the spiritual fire in the big skeleton's eye sockets, he vaguely saw that they had arrived in front of the castle.

"Are you skeletons all deaf?" The owner of the house also covered his ears and complained. Phil Gray couldn't hear his voice and could only judge by his mouth shape.

"Ah? We don't have ears?" the big skeleton shouted loudly with an innocent look.

But Phil Gray had already seen through the skeleton's pretense. He seemed to really enjoy teasing the homeowner. He was indeed a good friend with whom he had known each other for many years.

The castle was completely black, not made of bones, but seemed to be built of some kind of ore. The windows were blocked by thick fences, which made it look eerie. There were also several bone carriages parked outside the gate. The skeleton horses pulling the carriages reminded him of the scene when he fled with Wilder when he first came to the Weir Continent.

Somehow, he always felt like he had been cheated. Phil Gray ignored his unhappiness. After all, it was he who saved him, and now he relied on his protection.

There were two skeleton soldiers guarding the door, holding bone swords and shields, with stern and extremely indifferent expressions.

But when they saw the big skeleton, they all shouted, "Hello, Lord Leopold!"

"Okay, is the Lord looking for me?" The big skeleton laughed and stroked the skull of one of the skeleton soldiers with his big hand.

"No." replied the skeleton soldier.

"Oh, that's really cold of him." Leopold shook his head but said with a smile.

They seemed not at all affected by the drumming, but Phil Gray and the owner of the house frowned.

Following the giant skeleton, I walked into the castle. The space inside the castle was extremely spacious, but it was dark and cold. Only the spiritual fire of some skeletons provided a faint light, but it was enough to see the entire scene inside.

The Skeleton Lord of Wan Gu City sat at the highest point of the banquet hall, wearing a black robe and a crown inlaid with gems. There were blazing blue flames flashing in his eye sockets, and he held a gilded scepter in his hand.

He looked down at the newborn skeleton kneeling on one knee in front of him, raised his hand, and the dense drumbeats stopped instantly.

Phil Gray finally breathed a sigh of relief. If this continued, he would become deaf.

There were long tables and chairs on both sides, filled with VIPs. In addition to the skeletons, there were also pale but handsome vampires, hairy werewolves, and upright zombies. The long table in front of them was filled with fine wine and food, which was no different from a banquet in the human world.

Is it true that the food a skeleton eats will not fall out? Phil Gray suddenly had a question.

These should all be VIPs, because he could see some undead gathered at the right gate of the castle. They were crowded together, looking at the lord and VIPs in the center, but the skeletons looked very similar. He couldn't tell which one was Yulia at all. But the female zombie could be recognized at a glance. She was standing on tiptoe and looking towards the VIPs, with an excited expression on her stiff face.

They entered the castle, attracting the attention of the distinguished guests, and the Skeleton Lord sitting high up also seemed to notice them.

"Leopold, where have you been?" The Skeleton Lord spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, "Oh, Frank, it's really strange that you are willing to step out of your shabby house."

"Your Excellency, Lord, of course I am here to invite my friends to the rebirth banquet. The banquet you have carefully prepared certainly needs more guests." Leopold placed one palm on his chest to show his respect for the lord.

So the owner's name is Frank?

Phil Gray and Frank also saluted the lord.

"The little guy who came with you is quite interesting." The lord walked down from his seat, and his remarks made everyone turn their attention to Phil Gray.

Including the ordinary undead gathered at the door.

"Eh? Is this that adult?"

The female zombie excitedly covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

Yulia looked at the center of everyone's attention with great concern. He was afraid that Phil Gray would be discovered as a living person by the lord.

But in fact, high-level undead can recognize it at a glance.

What's more, he had already sensed the breath of the Death Knight and was looking seriously at the human being who was protected by the two undead, Leopold and Frank.

There was a whispering among the guests in the VIP seats, and Phil Gray felt very uncomfortable. It had been a long time since he left the Church of Destiny and had not been in the spotlight like this.

What's more, these people staring at him were not human!