I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

It was already the next morning when Phil Gray and Eli called the Skeleton City Lord and arrived at Flat Iron City next to Gaza.

In order to avoid scaring ordinary people, the Skeleton City Lord put on a black cloak and wrapped himself tightly.

The gates of Pingtie City remained tightly closed until they revealed their identities, and then the Lord of Pingtie City hurried over to open the gates and respectfully led them to the City Lord's Mansion.

"Your Holiness, are you saying that the archbishop who worships disease is dead?" asked the Lord of Pingtie City in disbelief.

"Yes, not only that, but all the sickness teachers he brought with him were also killed."

"Oh, that's great, praise the God of Destiny, praise Your Majesty, you are really our savior! On behalf of all the people of Pingtie City, I would like to thank you for your kindness!" The Lord of Pingtie City was so excited that he was almost incoherent, his eyes filled with tears of gratitude.

Just the last moment, they were still in panic, and everyone was terrified that the disease cult would attack the city again. But now, the arrival of His Holiness the Pope and the news of the victory he brought undoubtedly brought great comfort and hope to the city and its residents.

Phil Gray shook hands with him and smiled modestly. "It is the responsibility of the Church of Destiny to protect its believers. I am only fulfilling my duty as a pope. But you, Lord, have been fearless in the face of danger and have protected the people. You have worked really hard. Gaza needs some reconstruction work due to the damage caused by the disease cult, and we still need your help."

"Of course, of course. I will send some supplies over there, and then see if there is any way I can contribute."

The Pope was so approachable, humble and polite that the Lord of Pingtie City was deeply moved.

"Where are Bishop Joshuel and the Knight Commander?" Phil Gray remembered that they were injured when they fought against the Archbishop of Disease before, and he was a little worried for a moment.

"They are recuperating in my residence. I invited a favored person from the Church of Life to treat them yesterday. They should be much better today. I will go and invite them over. You can rest here for a while."

"it is good."

Phil Gray sat in the main seat in the conference room and discussed the next plan with Eli.

The Skeleton Lord was looking around the environment. The meeting hall of the Pingtie City Lord's Mansion was decorated simply yet solemnly. In the middle of the wall hung the statue of the God of Destiny, giving people a feeling of tranquility and peace.

He was thinking about the differences between the decoration style of his own City Lord's Mansion and that of the City Lord's Mansion in the human world, and where he could learn from them.

After a while, the mayor of Pingtie City came in with two people.

Joshua and Ernest seemed to be walking with the wind, and although their faces were a little pale, they could not resist the urge to see His Holiness the Pope immediately.

"Your Majesty, are you okay? That's great!" Ernest looked Phil Gray up and down, and when he found him standing in front of him in good health, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiao Xuer's face also looked better.

When they left, His Holiness the Pope had not yet woken up. Although they wanted to stay by His Majesty's side, the disease cult was coming on strong, so they had to leave His Majesty and come here to resist the enemy.

"It's okay. Sorry to have made you worry." Phil Gray smiled.

"I heard from the city lord that you dealt with the archbishop of the disease cult and his men?" asked Qiao Xuer.

"Yes, there are no disease followers in Gaza City now. Those who do evil will eventually suffer the consequences, and our next step is to fight back against them. Doesn't the disease cult want to take advantage of the opportunity to seize destiny? Now, their five cities will all become the territory of destiny!" Phil Gray said with a smile.

He could roughly guess the reason why the Disease Cult attacked him. It was because Fate had no God-demoted favored ones, so they felt that Fate was easy to control. In addition, the undercover told them that Fate had lost many God-favored ones in the process of cleaning up traitors, and its strength had dropped sharply. Geographically, they were very close to each other, so they wanted to occupy Fate and enhance their strength.

However, the attempt to steal the chicken ended up with loss of the rice. Now most of the followers of the disease cult had died in Gaza City, and there must not be many followers left in their territory. It was a good time to completely eliminate them.

"Yes, when do we start?" Ernest and Joe Xuer certainly had no objection.

"How are you?" Phil Gray did not answer, but asked about their physical condition.

"Yeah, how's your arm growing? Let me see." Eli pulled up Ernest's sleeve. Before he left, he gave him the flower that could regrow broken limbs. It was one of the few flowers he had in stock.

Seeing the well-recovered arm, Eli sighed and regretted why he didn't get more stock when he was the favored one of the God of Life.

"Much better. We were hit by Egnus's staff yesterday and were infected with some viruses. But a life-loving person living in Gaza helped us with the treatment. We will be fine after one more day of rest." Qiao Xuer replied. The current situation of fate was very good and he felt that his illness had been alleviated.

Ernest nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry. I've asked Patrick to ask the Commercial Church to customize a batch of protective gear. It will be delivered here in three days. You should take good care of yourself during these three days, and give our God's favored ones some time to recover. Once the gear arrives, we will crush the cult of disease!" Phil Gray had a winning light in his eyes.

"May the destiny be evergreen and the glory last forever!"

"Praise fate!"

Others spoke up one after another.

After the arrangements were discussed, Phil Gray had nothing else to do for a moment, so he remembered to fulfill his promise and took the Skeleton Lord around Flat Iron City.

Pingtie City is famous for its iron mines. One third of the iron ore of the Church of Destiny comes from this city, which also makes this city have a bit of steel-like stability and solidity.

"It's been so long that I have forgotten where I lived before I died. But the world is like this, and it seems there is no need to look for it." The Lord of Skeleton City looked at the dark gray buildings and squares of the city. He vaguely remembered that the place where he lived was full of birdsong and flowers. It was a village completely different from here.

But there is no essential difference between the two. Neither of them belongs to him, a dead man, and cannot give him a sense of belonging like the abyss.

"Now that you have your own territory and are always with the gods, it's normal that you look down on the human world." Phil Gray said with a smile.

"I just don't understand why Frank wants to be in the human world so much."

"Not everyone can leave the world without regrets. Although for those who are loved by the dead, it means returning to the embrace of the gods in advance, they will eventually be separated from their relatives and friends by life and death, so it is inevitable that they will have some obsessions left behind."

Phil Gray told the Skeleton Lord the story of Eli and his sister, and the lord seemed to understand something.

"What about you? Will you go to the Abyss later, Your Majesty the Pope of Fate?"

The Skeleton Lord stopped and now they were standing under the high wall at the city gate.

"I'm very sorry for not telling you the truth before. In addition to being the favored one of the God of Death, I'm also the favored one of the God of Destiny. I'm currently serving as the Pope of the Church of Destiny."

Before asking the Skeleton City Lord to take action, Phil Gray had already planned to confess, but he didn't expect that he would ask only now.

“The favored one of two gods? This is incredible. I shouldn’t have underestimated the Death Knight’s good friend.” The Skeleton Lord said in surprise. Even though he had experienced countless strange things in the abyss, he had never heard of anyone who could become the favored one of two gods.

"This is all arranged by God. I need to do something." Phil Gray said ambiguously.

"Oh, so that's it. It seems that your backer is not a Death Knight, but a God. Then I take back what I said before. When you see the God of Death, please give him my regards." The Skeleton Lord laughed.

"Of course." Phil Gray didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

But he probably doesn't want to see the God of Death right now.

……

"set off!"

"Open the city gate!"

"The air here is too bad. I dare say that if I didn't have the mask given by His Holiness the Pope, I would have been infected with the disease."

"Look at the people here. Any one of them looks sickly. How pitiful!"

"Are we really going to be stationed here? God, we can almost turn this place into our prison!"

"Don't worry. Once there are no more disease followers in this city causing pollution, the air will be restored in a few days. If we plant some plants, it will surely become the next Gaza City."

"Forget about Gaza City. It has been occupied by the disease cult for so long that even the flowers and trees on the streets have wilted. They may not grow again until next spring."

"There are five cities in the area of ​​disease worship, and we have already captured three of them!"