I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

Frank looked at me with an expression that said, "I don't believe it."

Don't be fooled by the fact that this guy always looks innocent and polite, he must have a lot of bad intentions in his mind. He has been very accurate in judging people and ghosts over the years!

"If it is a god, which god is responsible?" Phil Gray raised his head. The obscured sky was dull and depressing, like a sinking abyss.

Except for the sun, there are wind, rain, thunder and lightning here.

Now he heard some faint thunder, it should be raining soon.

So he is a day prophet?

He had forsaken them, and now He had sent Himself to redeem them?

Or is it the god of death? After all, everything here seems like an abyss in the human world.

"I don't know about that, but I think if we know which god's power caused it, we might be able to find a solution." Frank said slowly, and then changed the subject, "By the way, I didn't come out to discuss this with you. Our business has our first customer."

"Oh? What's the reward? What are the requirements?"

"Well... you also know this client, he is the lord of our Wangu City." Frank coughed lightly and glanced at Phil Gray. "Although I have my own testimony, my friends don't believe in your ability now, so I ask the lord to be a pioneer, so that other undead will believe, and we can have more and more customers. The reward is what you asked for before. The lord will help you once. He is a skeleton demoted from a god. He will definitely be able to meet your requirements, right?"

Although it was a bit unexpected, it really met his requirements.

"Okay, but I may have to deal with things here first. I guess my lord doesn't want to see a sky that looks like the abyss." Phil Gray pointed upwards.

"Of course. Here it is. This is a token of love. You can summon him out when the time is right. He just wants to see the scenery of the human world. He has no other requests." Frank took out a small bone flute.

It's very mini, like something a child would blow.

Phil Gray took it and put it into the space, feeling a little amused.

Given his actions, what was supposed to be a process of summoning the dead by offering sacrifices turned into the dead giving him a token, and he used the token to summon the dead. The sacrifice turned into a token, which was really interesting.

At this moment, he felt raindrops falling on his face, and the raindrops were getting heavier and heavier, and he heard loud thunder.

"Wow, it's hailing here?" Frank said in surprise.

Phil Gray also felt it. Fist-sized hailstones were smashing down on him recklessly. He quickly mobilized his divine power to form a protective shield around his body.

No wonder people here have to hide under rocks, the hail is quite severe.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Frank's voice again:

"Something's wrong. A big storm is coming..."

Unfortunately, the whistling and sharp sound of the wind hurt his ears, and Frank's voice was swallowed up in an instant.

Then, he felt a powerful force surrounding him and was instantly lifted into the sky. The storm was pushing his body towards an unknown direction.

"Oh my god! Frank--" His voice was so small that even he couldn't hear it.

At this moment, the storm was like an enraged beast, sweeping across this lonely island with endless rage and destruction.

Phil Gray struggled hard in the storm and tried to use his divine power to stabilize his body, but at this time, he was thousands of feet high in the sky and it was really beyond his ability.

In the face of the power of nature, his divine power of the bright morning light was like a candle in the wind, swaying unsteadily.

Phil Gray felt a little unlucky. The storm came too suddenly. He opened his eyes with great effort, but Frank's figure had already become blurred in the whistling wind.

On the other side, the ghost who had just reacted swallowed his saliva.

"My God, how could there be such a big storm? It's so rare in my life, I've never seen such a thing even in my death." Frank stared in amazement as Phil Gray got farther and farther away from him, and then due to the bondage of his undead companion, he could only chase after him quickly.

Phil Gray gritted his teeth and tried to break free from the storm, but the power of the storm was like an invisible giant hand, tightly grasping his body.

He didn't know how far he had been carried. The power of the storm weakened, and the terrifying momentum gradually disappeared. He finally found the right opportunity, mobilized all his strength and leaped forward -

Like a falling star, Phil Gray fell onto the island with a golden light. Although he was protected by divine power, he lost consciousness instantly.

The ghost Frank, who had been following behind him, quickly dragged the unconscious him into the bottom of a nearby large stone pit.

……

"Cough cough."

When Phil Gray opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a desolate ground.

He felt as if all the bones in his body were broken and he couldn't help but make an ugly expression.

This is bad! He and Elder Eli and the others have been separated!

"Finally woke up? The summoning time is almost over, I have to leave soon." Frank said resentfully.

"This shouldn't be possible. I've been lying down for almost a day?" Phil Gray asked in disbelief.

"Yes, you must have fallen asleep later. I first brought you under the rock, but the pit was too stuffy. I was afraid you would suffocate, so I carried you out again."

"I see. Thank you!"

Phil Gray thanked him sincerely, then he slowly stood up, wiped the dust off his body and looked around.

The storm overturned many stone houses, and there were only a few stone markers left to help guide the way. Even among the ones that remained, he couldn't guarantee that the direction had not changed.

But he felt that he could only meet them in the center of the island, so he had to go to the temple in the center of the island.

Phil Gray sighed.

"Just now, a few strange-looking people came over and thought you were dead. They wanted to take you away. They probably wanted to roast you and eat you. Luckily, I showed up and scared them away." Frank said with a laugh, "If you had hidden under a rock earlier, you might not have been swept away by the storm. In all these years, you're the first person I've seen being kidnapped by a storm!"

Phil Gray rolled his eyes and ignored him.

"Okay, okay, I just saw those guys put the stone marker in the right direction, so the direction should be correct. I have to go, bye!" Frank waved at him.

"Okay, see you next time."

After seeing Frank off, Phil Gray carefully moved forward in the direction indicated by the stone marker.

I don't know what's going on with Ernest and Eli. They must be very worried about me. And the elder, His Royal Highness the Son of God got lost while going to the toilet. I guess he and the Xiguang Knights must be going crazy, right?

Although the situation was not good, Phil Gray felt a little amused and helpless when he thought about it.

He moved forward carefully in the direction of the stone marker. This time he did not use too much divine power to illuminate the road, but just made sure that he could see the road clearly enough to avoid attracting other islanders and affecting his journey.

He walked and stopped like this for about two or three days. He saw more and more islanders, and the underground stone houses became more and more densely populated. It seemed that he was about to reach the temple.

Most of the people here can see in the dark. In order to avoid being discovered and causing more trouble, he completely gave up the idea of ​​using divine power for illumination. He took out the Skeleton Spirit Fire that he had used in the abyss before from the Holy Stone of Death, used it to illuminate, and pretended that he had picked it up by accident.

This deceived many islanders.

His sunny face was also wrapped in black cloth, and he walked with a deliberately hunched back, making him no different from the other islanders.

Finally, he came to the center of the island and saw the temple that the islanders talked about.

The grandeur of the temple was beyond Phil Gray's imagination.

It is really hard to imagine that on this island that never sees the sun, there is such an ingenious building hidden. Its existence itself is a miracle.

There are no trees as pillars, it is built entirely with stones and mud. And what is different from other temples is that this temple is built underground. It is a magnificent underground palace!

Thinking back to the islanders living in the caves, I have a feeling that it is just as I expected.

The outer wall of the temple is made entirely of rough stones. The traces of time are deposited in every crack of the stone, telling the silent story of the dark island.

He walked down the stone stairs. The space inside was shockingly spacious, as if the center of the entire island had been hollowed out to form a huge underground palace.

The towering stone pillars stood like guardian gods, supporting the heavy dome. Each pillar was carved with complex sun patterns, various kinds of suns, normal, distorted... These people infused emotions such as awe, desire, and madness into these sun patterns, which made people feel extremely frightened at the sight of them.