I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

Mr. Ghost stared at him and was stunned for a moment.

Just now in the church, he noticed this young man with countless dead souls following him.

Phil Gray said that they were competing in summoning the undead, so were all these undead summoned by him? At this moment, these undead were still following him closely, without any signs of dispersing. This young man really had some skills!

At this moment, he saw the undead rushing towards him, as if they had discovered a new continent, looking at him with curious eyes that seemed to want to express something.

"Hello, your undead are a little too enthusiastic."

Frank was a little impatient being surrounded by so many undead.

Unexpectedly, Yi Laizhe burst into laughter and said, "They are also ghosts, so they are very interested in every ghost who has been to the abyss and want to communicate with you, but unfortunately, they can't communicate with anyone or the dead except me."

This explanation really surprised Frank. What does it mean that the undead have been to the abyss? Aren’t these undead behind him summoned from the abyss?

As a former member of the Light of Wisdom, Frank was full of curiosity about everything, so he asked, "You mean these undead have never been to the abyss?"

"Yes, they can only follow me." Yi Laizhe's eyes darkened and he did not continue to explain.

It seems that these undead spirits were not summoned by him.

But this piqued Frank's interest. It was like a cat's claw scratching his heart, making him want to know the truth about these undead spirits.

"Can they act without you?"

"No, Mr. Ghost, go find your summoner quickly. I'm going out to find something to eat." Yi Laizhe stretched and walked towards the busy street.

The undead who had surrounded Frank in three layers also left. The undead, young and old, seemed to be bound to the young man by invisible strings, like prisoners deprived of their eternal freedom.

Frank stared at his back and the undead spirits, and couldn't figure out the reason. He had never seen another person as strange as him.

Through sensing, he found Phil Gray and Eli sitting in the living room. Both of them had happy expressions on their faces, and he didn't know what good thing had happened.

"Good news? Not really. We're just happy that our house wasn't robbed." Phil Gray took a sip of the tea brought by the servant and said helplessly.

"Yeah, thank goodness." Eli nodded and agreed.

"Just now I saw that young man with countless undead following him. Do you know why he was like this?" Frank asked puzzledly, hoping that these two could explain it to him.

"We don't know either. This guy is very secretive." Both of them shook their heads.

"Ok."

Frank was a little disappointed.

"Let's not talk about him anymore. The second round of selection for the Church of the Dead is to summon the undead, which will take three days in total. Although everyone summoned very powerful undead today, I feel that they haven't tried their best and have hidden cards that they haven't played yet."

Phil Gray said seriously.

"What? That doesn't include me. I really tried my best. What other cards do I have?" Eli thought of the undead he summoned and was speechless. Other people's undead were ferocious and had strong combat power, but his own undead were all weaklings. The only thing that made him better than others was that these undead were very cute, but what's the use of that?

Are you going to kill the other person by being cute?

"Of course, I'm not talking about you. Today, they are relying entirely on their own strength to summon the undead, but don't forget that they are almost all supported by a big family. So I think the undead they will summon tomorrow will be more powerful than today, and they will mobilize some of the family's power." Phil Gray speculated reasonably.

"That makes sense. Besides, the Holy Son Yilaizhe I just mentioned was not summoned today, and we don't even know how strong he is." Yilai held his chin, thinking.

"Tomorrow it will depend on how you all perform. Anyway, I can only summon those little cuties." He shook his head helplessly.

Phil Gray looked at Frank and asked with some expectation in his eyes: "Mr. Frank, have you had any new clients recently? Are there any higher-level clients?"

"Yes, there are, but their levels are not high, and they can't produce what we want, so I rejected them all. The only ones you can summon now are the two I told you about before, but one of them, the one summoned with the Soul of the Sea, must be summoned in the sea." Frank replied.

"Well, that means that tomorrow I can only summon the senior who needs to be taken to visit the cemetery of the Church of the Dead." Phil Gray frowned, his disappointment evident in his words.

"The undead demoted by God can still exist for another day. Other sons of God shouldn't be more powerful than this, right?" Eli muttered.

"Don't forget, the saint was able to summon her mother who was demoted from a god. Who knows if she can summon a grandmother who is at the god level?" Phil Gray said with a serious expression.

"It's possible." Eli suddenly realized.

"And there is that Holy Son Yilaizhe. He already brings so many undead with him. He has already surpassed us in terms of numbers alone. If he can summon a few more undead of good levels, won't his score be higher than ours?" Phil Gray frowned and fell into deep thought.

"Indeed," Eli nodded, a worried look on his face.

"So, I'm wondering if there are any other ways." Phil Gray said, touching his chin with his hand, as if he was thinking hard about something.

"Come on! I support you mentally." Eli leaned listlessly in his chair and said weakly.

"Mr. Frank, can you help me make another effort in the Abyss of the Dead tonight and find a higher-level guest?" Phil Gray asked sincerely.

"Don't you think about it? The higher level is the Shinto level. Do you still want me to find a Shinto level undead? They are too rare. Do you think I can contact such a big shot?... Well, but I will try my best. Don't hold too much hope." Mr. Ghost, who was originally speechless, looked at the other party's sincere sapphire eyes with some expectation, and his words changed to give it a try.

"Okay, if you can find it, you can ask the senior who is going to the cemetery to bring the token to me tomorrow." Phil Gray's face turned into a bitter smile. It seemed that this road was becoming more and more blocked.

Frank really couldn't find a higher-level undead in such a short time, and also couldn't have the summoning token delivered to him within a limited time.

“Don’t be so pessimistic. You think too highly of them. If every God-favored one in the Church of the Dead could summon the demoted undead at will, Chenxi would not be the boss of the Weir Continent today.” Eli said with a smile.

"I hope so."

"Based on your performance today, you definitely have the highest score, don't worry. Oh, how can I, who is at the bottom, comfort you, who is at the top? I protest! Now I'm going out to search for some delicious food here for Heiye, would you like to join me?" Elaten stood up and invited.

"Okay, let's go!"

The two men and one ghost followed the smell of delicious food to the restaurant. In the territory of the Church of the Dead, Frank finally found the feeling of being a human being.

Because the owner of this restaurant actually asked him what he wanted to order.

Only in the area of ​​the Church of the Dead are there so many people who can see ghosts.

Two men and a ghost were tasting the special delicacies of the Church of the Dead when Phil Gray suddenly felt a palpitation and a sense of crisis like a raging storm surged into his heart.

He hurriedly put down his chopsticks and looked around vigilantly, but found nothing unusual.

The diners were busy eating. The restaurant was quiet except for the sound of chewing food. The lifeless headquarters of the Church of the Dead was unusually deserted even during meal times.

"What's wrong?" Eli noticed that Phil was acting strangely and asked with concern.

Phil Gray shook his head and said softly, "It's okay. I just clearly felt a pair of eyes staring at me in the dark, but the sight suddenly disappeared without a trace."

Eli was about to say something, but his expression changed and the corner of his mouth twitched, “Someone really came.”

"Huh?" Phil Gray turned his head and saw the guy with a large group of undead waving at him.

"What a coincidence! Are you two also fond of the food in this restaurant?" Yi Laizhe sat down opposite them with a smile, and then called the servants over in a domineering manner and ordered a few more dishes.

"Look at you all. When I was away, you didn't order the best dishes here. But if you don't try these, you can't say you have been to this restaurant."

Eli rolled his eyes. This guy came over openly to eat and drink for free.