I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

The archbishop was amused by his expression. "In fact, all these undead spirits following you can be counted as summoned by you. Perhaps I can directly count them for you like this?"

Yi Laizhe looked back at the thousands of undead spirits following him and raised his eyebrows. "It seems that it is not impossible. Although the powerful undead spirits in the family have been buried by me, most of the remaining ones are at the blessing level. You can calculate it like this. I will seriously summon them tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

He turned and walked toward the audience, yawning: "I was too tired last night. I don't have much energy now. It would be better to finish early and go back to sleep."

Great Elder Sid was very dissatisfied with the Holy Son's self-willed attitude, but there was nothing to criticize. After all, even if one only considered the undead behind him, they were already far ahead in terms of numbers.

Eli muttered, "Will he stay up all night and destroy our new home? Will he sell the furniture for money and then take the opportunity to take revenge on us?"

Phil Gray pondered for a moment and seemed to think that this was really possible. It seemed necessary to go back and check it out today.

"Okay, everyone knows the special features of our Saint. Since Saint Yilaizhe has asked for this, we can save some time. Now let's welcome the next candidate - Milu."

Just then, the Archbishop called out his name, and it was the turn of the person with the highest score in the first round to come on stage.

Phil Gray walked to the altar with a smile on his face. He placed a scroll on the altar solemnly and whispered, "My fellow undead—Frank!"

That's right, he decided to summon Frank on the first day.

The undead of the divine revelation level can exist for a whole day. Not only are they friendly and stable, they also have the ability to communicate. They should be able to defeat the undead summoned by several saints.

Besides that, he could discuss some important matters with Frank today.

The gate to the abyss reappeared, and a ghost floated out from it.

He looked around, rubbed his eyes, and said to Phil Gray in surprise: "You actually summoned me out in public this time?"

Phil Gray nodded slightly. "Mr. Frank, how are you? I'm Milu. This time I'm competing with several saints in the Church of the Dead to summon the undead. This is part of the Pope's selection ceremony, so I summoned you. How about it? Do you want to take a one-day tour of the Church of the Dead?"

Frank was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped. He knew the true identity of this guy. He was not only the Pope of Destiny, but also the Son of the Dawn. Damn it, it had only been a few days, and this guy was competing for the position of Pope of the Church of the Dead again!

Judging from the fake name he gave, he was obviously hiding his identity again!

But Frank did not expose it, but replied in a friendly manner: "I am very happy to, thank you for calling, Milu. You are still as elegant as before."

"Thank you." Phil Gray smiled at him.

Frank greeted all the death followers who were watching him on the field, showing the good manners of the owner of the House of Rest.

Of course he also noticed Jaslin's mother, a spirit demoted from god.

He greeted the other person and received a smile in return, but the other person's body seemed unstable, as if she would leave the world at any time, while the bright and beautiful woman beside her hugged her reluctantly.

Of course, he also noticed some other levels of undead on the field, in various shapes and sizes, as bustling as a vegetable market.

But these had nothing to do with him. As a summoned creature, he followed his summoner down the altar, stood aside, and watched their selection with interest.

The archbishop applauded: "It seems that Saint Milue is very familiar with the undead you summoned. Although there is only one, it is of divine revelation level. This is already quite remarkable. Few followers can summon undead of the same level as themselves."

Ghost Frank laughed in his heart, what do you mean by the same level? The guy who summoned him was obviously only at the attention level. Oh, no, the other party is a favored one of other gods. Maybe the others have indeed reached the divine revelation level. But seeing these people being deceived by him and only he knew it, this feeling is quite refreshing!

"I wonder how long this undead you summoned can exist?" asked the archbishop.

"One day." Phil Gray replied calmly.

"It's incredible that it can exist for a day!"

"Yeah, usually I can only summon it for a few moments to help me fight."

The believers murmured.

"Okay, I understand. But we need to continue observing your undead and record the moment they disappear," said the archbishop.

Several saints nodded, only Saint Yilaizhe chuckled: "I don't need it. You have been observing these faces behind me for more than ten years, right? I have to leave for a while."

Sid glared at him and said, "Don't be late tomorrow, and don't look sleepy!"

"Don't you know that all his houses have been sold? He probably can only sleep on the street. It's so cold, it would be strange if he can sleep well!" said the archbishop with a smile.

"What! Didn't the church just allocate a mansion to you at the beginning of this spring?" Elder Sid asked with a suspicious look on his face.

"Yes, he sold it again. If the bishop next door hadn't complained that a strange nobleman who howled day and night and disturbed others moved into his house, I wouldn't have known that he sold the house." The archbishop said helplessly.

"This is too much! How can you sell off the church's property!" Archbishop Sid was furious and pointed at Yi Laizhe, but the other party smiled awkwardly and ran away as fast as a flash.

Phil Gray and Eli looked at each other and thought to themselves that something was not good. It seemed that there was a high probability that the things in their new home had been sold by the other party!

"What do you mean the mansion is being renovated? It turns out there is no place to live at all." Eli rolled his eyes.

Phil Gray looked helpless.

After this episode, everyone waited in the cathedral for the undead to slowly dissipate.

Finally, near evening, only the little guys summoned by Frank and Eli had not disappeared. After discussion, the elders decided to temporarily end today's selection ceremony.

As soon as the ceremony was over, Phil Gray and Eli couldn't wait to rush to Right Fingerbone Street.

Behind them, Frank was leisurely admiring the scenery of the Church of the Dead.

Finally returning to the mansion, they found Yi Laizhe standing downstairs, looking at them with interest, "Is it over? I just finished catching up on my sleep, do you want to go out for dinner together?"

Phil Gray and Eli avoided him as if he were the plague and rushed into the small building as fast as an arrow.

Yi Laizhe was left standing there, confused, "What happened to these two? Are they also sleepy? It seems that summoning the undead does consume more divine power."

At this moment, he saw Frank following him and casually greeted him, "Hi! Mr. Ghost, you're still here!"