I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

Elder Ge Lan frowned as expected. Right hand?

When the body of the Dawn Elder was found, his right hand was missing. Vincent explained that it was done by George and Jeff from the Church of the Dead.

He believed it at the time and had no doubts, but thinking about it again, it was indeed at that time that he discovered Phil Gray.

but……

Divine power can be faked, but the mark of God can never be faked. The mark of God on Phil Gray's wrist is real and there is absolutely no possibility of forgery!

He didn't believe that a forged divine mark could escape the detection of several gods who had been demoted!

There must be some hidden secret. His heart was filled with surging emotions, but he knew that now was not the time to delve into it. Chenxi's majesty could not be challenged!

"Ridiculous!" Elder Grant's voice was like thunder, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and he stared straight at Valk Dodd, "Are you questioning whether we, old guys who have been demoted from God, can't even tell our own Sons apart?" In an instant, the momentum of the demoted God pressed down on the other side like a mountain.

If Phil Gray hadn't wanted to take revenge personally, he would have silenced this guy from ever speaking again!

Valk Dodd gritted his teeth and groaned, but still refused to give in. "Okay, okay, you Dawn deliberately shielded him, so I won't say anything. Phil Gray, now you are the Son of Dawn, you have already betrayed the God of Destiny, why do you still want to be the Pope of my Destiny Church? Are you going to lead all of us Destiny believers to believe in the Daytime Prophet of Dawn?"

"Since you are not our Pope, but the Son of the Dawn, what right do you have to interfere in the internal affairs of our destiny?"

This is also what many believers think. Although they admire this young and courageous Pope, his identity as the Son of Dawn has already proved that he has been a believer of other gods in the past period of time. How can the Pope of the Church of Destiny believe in other gods?

For a moment, all the believers of fate in the square cast complicated looks at him.

The people on Dawn's side took it for granted that once the Son of God had dealt with the past and taken revenge, he would naturally give up the position of Pope of Fate and concentrate on being their Son of God. After all, Dawn's strength and ranking were number one in the continent of Weir. It would be such an honor to become the Pope of Dawn in the future. But what was there to be nostalgic about here, a declining church?

Phil Gray's eyes were calm and firm. He knew that if he did not reveal his identity as the one favored by many gods, he would not be able to convince these believers of fate.

Preparations were already made before he came back.

"Although I am the Son of the Dawn and the Favored One of the Daytime Prophet, I am also the Pope of the Church of Destiny and the Favored One of the God of Destiny. There is no doubt about that!"

As he spoke, he first stretched out his pair of golden wings of light, and the flowing power of the morning light proved his identity as the Son of the Morning Light. He smiled contemptuously, and the Blade of Destiny flew out from his fingertips and flew towards Valk Dodd.

Under the stunned gaze of the crowd, the flying blades cut through the Knight Commander's armor, leaving the unprepared opponent in a state of disgrace!

With the blessing of "bad luck", the opponent fell flat on his face again, and his head made close contact with the ground.

The damage is not high, but it is extremely insulting!

At this time, Phil Gray stretched out his slender and white hands and waved them in front of everyone, "Look, I'm not wearing any gloves!"

The ones favored by God present were stunned. Those favored by Fate could certainly feel the strong aura of destiny from His Holiness the Pope, at least it was at the level of being noticed. And those favored by the Dawn could also feel the power of the Dawn that originated from the same source as them, warm and dazzling.

How can this be?

How could the same person be a believer of two gods and be favored by two gods at the same time?

Although many ordinary people who did not know about the people favored by God had been evacuated during their previous fight, there were still some who were not afraid of death and came here to admire the "miracle" performed by the top leaders of the Vatican. When they saw the Pope grow sacred wings and shine like a god, they all knelt down and kowtowed, praying for God's blessing.

"No, you must have used some tricks. Gloves don't have to be worn on the hands, or you used some disguised holy objects!" Valk Dodd climbed up, shaking his head like a rattle, and said in disbelief.

"Oh, yes, speaking of holy objects, perhaps it can testify for me again!"

Phil Gray called softly, "The Scales of Fate!"

Xiaotian was chatting with his "netizens" in the crystal ball when he was suddenly summoned out of his body. He was a little confused for a moment, but he smelled the familiar breath of fate and said happily: "Master, have you returned to the Destiny Cult?"

"Well! Introduce me to them!"

Phil Gray touched the scales in his hand and showed everyone the holy object of God.

Although it is said that wealth should not be shown off, you still need to show your strength. After hiding for so long, it will be beneficial to your physical and mental health to show off your strength!

"Of course." Xiaotian is a typical social bull. Seeing so many people in the square, he was so happy that he flew up! He really flew up, forming a huge virtual image of the scales of fate, and it also brought its own background music with the characteristics of fate - the sound of water flowing in the river of fate.

The power of fate enveloped the entire square, allowing Phil Gray to fully realize that Xiaotian had indeed recovered a lot during this period of time.

The young voice was full of majesty: "This scale is the favorite holy object of Ansiel, the god of fate. It is the most fair judge and the most accurate measurer. The gods have given me the power to judge justice and change fate. In the long river of fate, I am the brightest star. I have witnessed countless changes in fate and created countless miracles of fate..."

The little Libra became more and more engaged in his speech, leaving Phil Gray speechless. He had asked the Libra to introduce himself as its master, not to brag about himself!

"Cough cough!"

Phil Gray coughed, and the Libra Holy Spirit instantly understood, came out of its obsession with itself, and flew behind its master.

"And my current master, Phil Gray, is the favorite of the God of Destiny and His agent in the world. He carries the will and power of destiny. His becoming the Pope of Destiny is destiny's choice and the will of God!"

Xiaotian spoke passionately, and as his voice sounded, all the devout believers of destiny knelt down and looked at His Holiness the Pope with reverence.

At this moment, how could they dare to doubt!

However, Chenxi and his group showed complicated expressions. Agents of the God of Destiny?

But he is clearly their Holy Son?

This... what should they do? Should they fight with the Destiny Cult for people?

Elder Glenn never imagined that Phil Gray could be favored by two gods at the same time. This has never happened in the history of the Weir Continent!

No matter how talented a person is, it is impossible for him to be chosen by two gods!

This is definitely something that will turn the entire continent upside down!

There was also a bit of heat in his gaze as he looked at Phil Gray. It was so enviable that someone was favored by two gods, became Pope at a young age, and obtained powerful holy relics!

Even he, an elder at the level of a god-descended elder, couldn't help but sigh at the injustice of the gods. Why did some people never receive their favor throughout their entire lives, while others were chased by the gods and fed by them?

All the God-favored people present, no matter which sect they belonged to, looked at Phil Gray with admiration and envy.

Walker Dodd's face was distorted and jealousy filled his chest. He had nowhere to retreat. He was a loser.

But he didn't think that he lost to such a young boy. It was God, it was God who was playing a trick on him!

"Ah! Ansel, you are so unfair! Why! Why!" Valk Dodd was almost crazy. With red eyes, he rushed towards Phil Gray and threw the Spear of Destiny with all his strength, trying to kill the man who made him crazy.

Phil Gray dodged his attack with a flash. Ernest wanted to help but was rejected. He wanted to take revenge himself! Wendell died too early, so he didn't even have the pleasure of revenge!

It was a good opportunity to test his own skills. Although Valk Dodd was at the divine revelation level, he was already injured. He was confident that he could win.

He took out the Blazing Sun Sword from the Deathly Hallows, recalled the swordsmanship that Ernest had taught him, and stabbed at Valk Dodd.

However, his plan failed.

He didn't want assistance, but a figure joined his fight without saying hello and tied up Valk Dodd tightly with a rope. The rope was completely condensed by the power of destiny, leaving Valk Dodd with no way to escape, and the Sun Sword pierced directly into his chest.

"How's it going, cousin? Hehe, am I much better now? It's true that arriving early is not as good as arriving at the right time!"

The familiar laughter surprised him greatly. This man had a handsome face that was very similar to his!