I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

Did Phil Gray go looking for something to eat?

No, he just found a secluded place to avoid being discovered by them the aura of death on his body when he broke through. Eli was fine, no one would say anything even if he really became the God of Death's Blessing. But if the Son of the Dawn Cult became the God of Death's Blessing, it would be a big problem!

I just tried hard to cover it up with the power of Dawn, but now I can't suppress it.

When the power of morning light dissipated, he saw that the skin on his palm became even grayer. Could it be that when the followers of the god of death cultivate to the highest level, they will completely turn into undead spirits?

Phil Gray suddenly thought.

Recalling what the God of Death had just whispered in his ear, the skill that the God of Death bestowed on him this time was called "Friend of Death".

This is an aura-like skill that can last for an hour after being released. It probably makes the undead within a certain range continue to have a favorable impression of him and involuntarily approach him!

What is the use of this skill? Phil Gray couldn't think of it for a moment. After all, except in the Abyss of the Dead, under normal circumstances, there are very few chances to encounter the undead.

He didn't want to go to the abyss so early.

But then he felt the power of light surging into his body, dispersing the deathly aura in his body, and finally returning to calm along with the other divine powers.

“Both mottos were really completed at the same time!”

He felt very surprised. After all, in this crisis he was just helping to purify the undead, and Eli was the main force.

"The sun's rays can dispel all darkness and filthiness. May your light always be with you."

The old man's voice was particularly kind, making people feel like they were taking a warm sunbath in winter.

But before Phil Gray could fully feel the warm breath of God, his expression became strange.

Because the skill bestowed upon him by the Day Prophet this time is called "Field of Light". After releasing the skill, within an hour, all undead creatures within a certain range around him will be continuously weakened and harmed, and undead creatures below his level will even be directly annihilated!

These...are these two gods competing secretly?

Phil Gray's mouth twitched slightly, and he suddenly remembered that this motto was equivalent to a system program set in advance. It was not so smart, it was just a coincidence.

However, if these two skills are used together, won't the surrounding undead be like moths to a flame?

Even though she knew that everything would turn to ashes around him, she still couldn't help but get closer to him. He was like a poppy that people couldn't get rid of...

Wait, Phil Gray felt that his imagination was becoming more and more outrageous. He shook his head and smiled, and he once again felt the abundant divine power in his body.

As the two gods' most revered followers, the divine power in his body is twice that of other followers of the same level!

He let out a breath and saw the sunlight refracting through the iron roof. His gloomy mood improved a little.

……

Numas Cathedral of the Dawn.

The two elders sat in the upper seats, Morris sat next to them, and the rest of the people sat below, listening quietly to their discussion.

Elder Dawn Aubrey looked solemn and said in a stern voice:

"The Pope has already known about what is happening here. The people who created the epidemic and the followers of the disease cult committed such a thing, which is outrageous to both humans and gods. The Pope has conveyed his meaning. My church will issue a call tomorrow, calling on all churches to join the action of eradicating the cult. From now on, my church will attack the areas of these two religions and completely expel the followers of these two religions.

No matter what the gods are like, they will definitely not be tolerated in the human world. Even if there is faith, they will revive again, but as long as my Dawn Cult exists on this continent of Weir, there will be no place for plague makers and disease worship! "

He crushed the teacup in his hand.

Elder Wilbur nodded. "It's time to wipe out these religions that are causing great harm to people. Although we have freedom of belief, it is intolerable for our church to harm other people's lives in the name of belief. If possible, our Life Church suggests adding the Bloody Disaster sect to the list. They almost caused a disaster last time. In short, our Life Church is willing to join this operation."

Phil Gray knew he was referring to the last incident in Durr City. These religions really had no need to exist.

He remembered the little boy he saw when he passed by the plague-making area. Although war brings pain, it will allow more new lives to enjoy healthy lives in the future.

"For this operation, if possible, your church can send someone to the City of Light for detailed discussions. Once the war breaks out, there will be many forces trying to take advantage of the situation, so we must be fully prepared." Aubrey snorted.

"Of course, I will convey this to His Holiness the Pope later." Wilbur said with a smile, and then sighed, "Let's try to minimize the casualties."

When they finished their discussion, Wilbur took his leave.

Aubrey set his eyes on Phil Gray and said, "Your Highness, if you have no other plans here, let's set off as soon as possible."

After saying that, he stood up and walked straight to the door, as if he was going to leave immediately.

Phil Gray swallowed the word "hmm" back into his stomach. It seemed that this Aubrey didn't like him very much?

"This old man doesn't seem as friendly as other old men!" said Eli.

"I don't know either, but perhaps not every elder welcomes the new Holy Son?" Phil Gray did not comment.

But he ignored all that and looked at Eli, "Aren't you going to explain? Hmm? A follower of the god of death?"

Eli shook his head. "Let's talk about it when we get to the City of Light. That old man is getting far away! Let's catch up!"

Phil Gray had no choice but to look at Ernest and then run out of the church.

His Son of God's carriage had stopped at the intersection. Miss Melody was chatting and laughing with Aubrey. The elder had a kind smile on his face, but the moment he saw Phil Gray coming out, the smile disappeared.

This made Phil Gray feel puzzled.

I haven't offended him, right?

After getting on the carriage and heading towards the City of Light, the scenery passing by so quickly made Phil Gray feel a little melancholy. He wondered what he would encounter after becoming the Son of the Dawn.

There is also the upcoming war. How will the peace and stability of the Weir world, which has been maintained for hundreds of years, change because of this crackdown on the plague makers and the disease cult?

He quietly looked out the window through the curtains. No matter what, they had already followed the river of fate into a deeper and farther valley.

But the gods will protect them, as they always have.