I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"Is it you? Holy Son?" Tracy's mouth moved. His face was covered with scars, and the person who just spoke was the young noble next to him.

Melody recognized the person beside him, "Angelo? You're here too?"

"Yes, Miss Melody, I'm here to attend the dinner hosted by City Lord Steven." Angelo nodded slightly, still maintaining his aristocratic demeanor under the circumstances.

Phil Gray did not greet them. Instead, he put his hand on Hodgson's shoulder and comforted him, "Pastor Hodgson, you don't have to worry too much. These people are very likely still alive. We should find a way to restore them to normal."

Reverend Hodgson then slowly stood up and asked, "What should we do?"

"On the one hand, we will wait for rescue, and on the other hand, we will patrol the city to see if there are any normal people." Phil Gray thought for a while and said.

"Where are the normal people? We looked around and saw zombies everywhere, and their arms and necks were broken. How can they recover?" Tracy pouted and retorted in a low voice.

Phil Gray ignored him and continued, "Everything is possible. It is better to have hope than despair. There are too many zombies. We can't act alone. Let's go together as much as possible. Reverend Hodgson, you know the way. Take us to some important residential areas."

"Well, okay, let's go to the City Lord's Mansion first. There are the city guards there. I wonder how they are doing? If they haven't turned into zombies yet, we'll have extra help." Pastor Hodgson said quickly, he was like a cliff dweller holding on to a rope tightly.

"it is good."

The group drove away the zombies along the way and arrived at the city lord's mansion. The lights in the castle were dark, which made them feel a little heavy.

Normally there were waiters adding white stone fuel for the lamps, but now, the fuel had burned out and no more was added, so naturally it was pitch black.

After entering the castle, the dark castle was silent.

Phil Gray took out the spirit fire lamp he had made in the abyss from the space. He didn't expect that it would come in handy again at this time. The last time it was in the dark castle of the Skeleton Lord, and this time it was in the City Lord's Mansion in the Dawn Cult area. It was really fate that played tricks on him.

"Ah!" Tracy suddenly screamed, then pulled her legs desperately and chopped the floor with her sword.

Phil Gray turned around and found that the half-zombie lying on the ground was holding Tracy's feet.

Melody shot an arrow with quick eyes and hands, and the burning arrow burned the half of the body on the ground into ashes.

"Damn it!" Tracy kicked away the remaining black ashes.

"That seems to be the butler left behind by the old city lord. There are not many people in the castle. City Lord Steven has just taken office. Fortunately, his family did not come with him, otherwise..." Hodgson found it hard to imagine the consequences.

They went up a few more floors along the stairs. There were only two or three zombies in the entire castle. However, he was very curious about how the butlers and servants guarding the castle came into contact with the zombies outside?

After all, it's late at night, not daytime.

This is too strange.

"Look, that's the barracks over there." Hodgson pushed open the top-floor window and pointed to a place behind the City Lord's Mansion.

With the help of the moonlight outside, they could see that the place was crowded and in chaos.

"This is hell on earth!" Melody covered her mouth, trying hard not to vomit.

"Miss Melody, we have to send you back to the headquarters as soon as possible. It's too dangerous to stay here." Angelo said. There are tens of thousands of people in Numas City. If they all turned into zombies, it would be too terrible. Two fists can't beat four hands. The most appropriate choice is to escape from this city as soon as possible.

Melody said nothing, but just tightened her grip on the bow and arrow.

"Let's look somewhere else." Phil Gray frowned and walked quickly outside.

Eli and Ernest followed closely behind him, while Night stayed in his coat pocket, yawning lazily.

Seeing this, the others had no choice but to follow.

They had been searching since the darkness of the night until dawn, when the red sun gradually rose. However, under the gaze of the daytime prophets, all they saw were zombies, without a single living person.

"Impossible, how could it spread so fast?" Phil Gray still found it hard to believe. If one person becomes a zombie only after biting another, then it would take some time for the whole city to become zombies, because some people stayed indoors, and it happened to be night time, and only a few people would socialize at this time. It was absolutely impossible for it to spread so fast!

"There's no other way. There are no living people left. The best option is to leave now!" Tracy shouted frantically. They were exhausted and out of breath, fleeing among the numerous zombies.

Melody turned her gaze towards Phil Gray and said, "Your Highness, the situation here is beyond our ability to resolve. It may be more feasible for us to seek help from nearby cities as soon as possible."

"Okay." Phil Gray nodded.

After killing wave after wave of pursuers, they finally arrived at the city gate.

At this time, everyone except Phil Gray had almost exhausted their strength. Ernest's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. He had chopped countless times.

Phil Gray was silent along the way, because he always felt in his heart that there might be a way for these people to recover and become normal people, but the broken arms and limbs and the blood on the ground kept reminding him that even if they could recover and become normal people, what kind of shadow would these disabled people who even tore the flesh and blood of their loved ones live under in the future.

"Boss, which city are we going to next?" Eli asked.

Finally, there were no more hordes of zombies in the wilderness, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Reverend Hodgson looked back in the direction of the city, the bitterness in his eyes difficult to erase.

"What cities are nearby? If we go to Nanmili City, we might find the city lord and the bishop, but it might also be a place where zombies gather." Phil Gray sighed.

"I want to go find my uncle. What if he's in danger there?" Tracy said anxiously with her eyes wide open.

"If you go there, you will become a burden to your uncle." Angelo said matter-of-factly.

"What do you mean?" Tracy was dissatisfied.

"Your Highness, what do you think?" An Qiluo asked with a faint smile.

"Let's go to Nanmili City." Phil Gray thought for a moment and said firmly.

Other cities may also be full of zombies, and the city lords and bishops are both divinely inspired followers. If we find them, there may be a way to save these cities.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Angelo nodded, with a strange look in his eyes.

Phil Gray always felt that this man who looked kind and behaved like a nobleman was a little strange and it was hard for him to have a good impression of him. He didn't know if it was because the impression left by the person who pretended to be him last time was indelible.

I feel that these noble young men are not good people.

Except, of course, Patrick and Ernest.