I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"what?"

Phil Gray touched it with his hand and found that there was indeed fine hair on it. His heart skipped a beat.

Was it caused by the blood just now?

"These zombies usually carry some kind of pollution. When you return to the human world, you can ask the Dawn Cult to help you get rid of them." Leopold said, "For now, you can use your divine power to temporarily control their spread."

"Ok."

It's not surprising that the people of the Cult of Dawn can remove the pollution brought by the undead. If this big skeleton wasn't there, he could directly use the burning skill.

However, his divine power is composed of three powers: fate, death, and dawn. If used, it should already contain the effect of one of them.

Is it possible to remove it without being discovered by the big skeleton behind?

After thinking about it, Phil Gray concentrated his divine power on his face, and sure enough, he saw a layer of green fluff falling off his face.

"Huh? Is this zombie pollution so easy to eliminate?" Leopold asked.

"I don't know either." Phil Gray shook his head and continued to move forward. This time he was more careful and looked over his head from time to time to see if there were any undead spirits that violated gravity.

After walking a little further, he heard a creaking sound.

Suddenly, dozens of skeletons appeared in front of me. The spiritual fire in their eye sockets was no longer dark blue, but gray-black, just like a colorful painting turning from black and white.

They rushed forward with bone swords and bone shields raised. Phil Gray's eyes flashed, and he first hid behind Leopold, then took out a white glove from space, and then a big sword burning with the flame of the sun illuminated the surroundings.

Leopold was trying to deal with these skeletons. These skeletons had no intelligence and could not even recognize their own kind. They were also quite difficult to deal with, and their number seemed to be unlimited. After defeating these ten, dozens more appeared from the void.

The appearance of the Blazing Sun Sword attracted Leopold's attention. He felt instinctively uncomfortable, but was surprised to find that these skeletons dispersed and did not continue to appear.

"The skills of the Dawn Cult? How do you have them?" he asked curiously.

Phil Gray smiled back, "This is another skill that the God of Death gave me, the Right Hand of the Dead... As for this Blazing Sun Sword, I got it from a demoted elder of the Dawn Cult..."

He explained it in detail, and then suddenly thought of the way these Death God followers used other gods' skills. Could they all be attributed to the Right Hand of Death?

he mused.

"It sounds like your skill is amazing. However, when I was still on earth, I remember that the Dawn Cult was insidious and cunning. They deliberately left tracking methods on their bodies after death. I don't know if it is still the same after hundreds of years. Are you facing their pursuit?" Leopold asked with a smile.

"Yes, but I accidentally saved their Holy Son, and the Holy Son forgave me for offending the elder's corpse, and they stopped chasing me."

Not only that, he also became the Holy Son of the Dawn Cult, but that cannot be discussed.

They continued to move forward while chatting. With the flame of the Blazing Sun Sword, they encountered several groups of undead. They only made tentative attacks and then there was no movement.

Phil Gray has the support of the Holy Stone of Death and can always maintain the state of the Sun Sword, but the skill itself has limitations. The glove on the right hand of the deceased can only be worn for three hours.

What happens if this time limit is exceeded?

But after thinking about it, he took off his gloves three hours ago. He didn't want to try it and die.

The last time he gazed at the sun, if it weren’t for the intervention of the God of Fate, not only would his eyes have gone blind, but his soul would have been burned to ashes by the flames of the sun.

As soon as he took off his gloves, the temperature in the entire corridor became a little colder and the surrounding environment became gloomy again.

"Have your skills reached their limits? Don't worry, it's up to me next." Leopold clenched the bone sword in his hand. His bone sword was thicker than that of an ordinary skeleton, with all kinds of complex patterns and patterns on it, and some black crystals embedded in the hilt.

Without the light of the Blazing Sun Sword, the undead became unbridled, and a group of bats swooped towards them.

Leopold snorted coldly and swung his bone sword. "We have to fight back as we go. These undead are endless. We can't expect to completely wipe them out before we can continue on our way!"

"it is good."

Phil Gray quickened his pace, with Leopold behind him sweeping away attacks from bats and new ghosts.

"Ghost, I don't know if the old guy's stuff will work..." Leopold whispered, and then took out a black ribbon from somewhere. As the black ribbon appeared, all the ghosts' eyes stayed on the ribbon.

"Hehe, it seems to be of some use."

He threw the ribbon somewhere behind him, and the ghosts pounced on it like vicious dogs seeing raw meat. All the ghosts that had just appeared stopped chasing them and joined the army fighting for the ribbon.

Leopold's pressure was suddenly reduced a lot, and he walked while swatting away the bats around him.

"What's that?" asked Phil Gray.

How could a small piece of ribbon attract so many ghosts?

"Hehe, that ribbon originated from a ghost queen long ago. She left behind the ribbon after her death. Maybe influenced by her death, the ribbon became a holy relic. However, not all holy relic are useful. The only function of this ribbon is that it has a fatal attraction to ghosts. The old guy couldn't resist this attraction back then, so he gave it to me for safekeeping." Leopold said as he continued to destroy batches of bats that had just come out.

"So that's how it is. Oh, by the way, Mr. Frank didn't give me anything about him. How can I summon him out after he returns to the human world?"

"Don't worry about that. He must know that I have a lot of his collections. When we get to the human world, I can just give you one of them. By the way, when you summon, if you know the name of the dead, the chance of summoning a specific dead will be much greater. Just recite it silently several times at that time." Leopold explained.

"Well, there are so many undead!"

Phil Gray sighed as they trotted along. The undead here kept emerging and fighting almost non-stop.

Although these undead are only the lowest level undead soldiers, and there are only one or two leaders or general-level undead occasionally, they are numerous and annoying.

"When will it arrive?"