I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"Token? What token?"

Hearing his words, countless pairs of curious eyes turned back. What did this man mean? Did he have a token bestowed by the gods?

Phil Gray smiled slightly and took the Deathly Hallows from his wrist. "Have you ever heard of the Deathly Hallows?"

He slowly injected soul power into the holy stone, and the holy stone emitted a dazzling black light. A strong breath of death overflowed from it, making everyone present feel as if they had arrived in the abyss of the dead.

Such a powerful divine power seems to have exceeded the level of God!

"The Holy Stone of Death, what is that?" someone in the elders asked in a low voice.

"Yeah, it sounds so familiar."

"Oh, let me think about it. It seems that it is recorded in ancient books that it was formed from the skeleton of the first generation of quasi-gods after their death. It contains an inexhaustible power of death." The third elder recalled a record he had seen in an ancient book, and looked at the thing similar to a space stone in the young man's hand with great surprise.

But he knew clearly that it was definitely not a simple space stone.

Even from such a distance, he could feel its mystery and the powerful force contained within it, which was pure power of death.

Could it really be the Deathly Hallows?

Great Elder Sid had naturally heard of the legend about the Holy Stone of Death, but he had never seen it with his own eyes in all his years on the Continent of Weir.

His sharp eyes were fixed on the mysterious stone, and with a flash of his body, a ghostly figure of the undead appeared beside Phil Gray.

Close observation and feeling made this undead spirit demoted from a god instantly realize that this was definitely the legendary Holy Stone of Death!

But aren't most of these things in the Abyss of the Dead? After all, when the quasi-god fell in the abyss, the holy stones formed were naturally in the abyss. Although there are records about it in Weir, no one has ever seen it in person, let alone possessed it.

"Where did you get it?"

Sid cast a scrutinizing look at Phil Gray.

"Didn't I tell you? It was given to me by God. The moment I received the motto, it appeared in my hand as a token of my participation in the selection. So, am I qualified now?"

Phil Gray said frankly, his eyes meeting Sid's without hesitation.

In order to fulfill God's motto, it's okay to tell a little lie, he has long been accustomed to it.

Anyway, the gods won't blame him, right?

I would also like to thank Wilde again for giving him the Deathly Hallows, which is both practical and symbolic.

"In that case, come over here too."

The legendary items have appeared, what reason does he have to deny it?

Elder Sid looked at the Holy Stone of Death again, turned around and walked back to his original position, thinking about the gods' plans in his heart.

He sent back the Son of God who had betrayed Him, and gave a token to this strange young man. What was His intention?

Could it be that he is not satisfied with the current saints and does not want them to become popes?

However, in the history of the church there have been several popes whose faith was not pure, there have been many internal power struggles, and the gods have never intervened. Why did they specially designate someone to come this time?

No matter what, the arrival of these two people will surely greatly enhance the strength of the Church of the Dead, which makes him very pleased and completely forgets his firm attitude when he received the letter.

"Is this really the Holy Stone of Death?"

"Yes, the Great Elder said so, so it must be true."

There were endless exclamations and discussions, and they looked at the holy stone with amazement, but unfortunately the holy stone was soon taken away by its owner.

They could only watch the young man walk step by step to the front of the selection team with very complicated feelings. The legendary thing not only appeared, but also had an owner, which made them extremely envious and jealous.

"Hello, elders, archbishops, and loyal believers. My name is Milu." After Phil Gray stood still, he raised the corners of his lips and gave his pseudonym.

Eli clapped his hands excitedly, and the other saints were forced to stop greeting him.

The smiles on their faces could hardly be maintained.

"Okay, okay, if we continue like this, our Church of the Dead will become the number one sect in Weir. I'm looking forward to seeing a few more Holy Sons coming." The archbishop said with a smile. This was really a pleasant surprise.

"Yes, by then, the dawn will be nothing. The believers of death will be all over the continent of Weir." A look of joy appeared on the face of the second elder.

Sid ignored them and solemnly announced again: "The Favored One Milu has the sacred stone of death as a token of the gods, and the elders agree that he can participate in the selection of the Pope this time."

He glanced at the two newly-selected candidates and asked, "Would you like to briefly introduce yourselves?"

The other three Holy Sons were already well-informed, but the Elders knew nothing about these two except their names and realms.

However, it was God's will, and they must have been extremely devout believers. Their family background was not mentioned, indicating that they all came from ordinary families.

Without the interference of the family, it would be easier to adopt the opinions of the elders and then slowly train him after he becomes the Pope.

Moreover, in this selection, they may not be able to defeat the sons of saints who have been trained by the church for many years.

"There's not much to introduce myself. I come from a very ordinary background, and I haven't been a leader or bishop like the previous saints. But I have traveled abroad over the years and learned a lot. I believe I am capable of serving as Pope. You should believe in God's choice." Eli shrugged and said casually.

"I have a lot of experience in being Pope, and I believe I can govern the Church of the Dead well." Phil Gray said confidently.

Any insights?

Isn't this too arrogant? An ordinary follower says that he has a lot of experience in being the Pope?

I'm afraid I've been the Pope many times in my dreams.

The others had strange looks on their faces, and the fact that he possessed a treasure like the Deathly Hallows made them feel jealous and even more dissatisfied.

The two Holy Sons who were currently serving as bishops also sneered in their hearts. They had been bishops for so many years, but they did not dare to say what they thought of the position of Pope. How could this newcomer dare to speak so arrogantly?

"Okay, time has been wasted for a long time, let's officially start the selection now." Elder Sid gestured, and the ethereal bell sounded again throughout the church.

The archbishop and several other elders immediately became serious and prepared to devote themselves wholeheartedly to the selection ceremony.

"and many more--"

Accompanied by a panting sound, a man pushed through the crowded crowd and ran into the church.

The anger of Great Elder Sid, which had originally calmed down, was instantly ignited again. He raised his eyes and looked at the person who came gloomily.