I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

The competition continued, and Yi Laizhe walked up to the altar. This time he didn't plan to give up, but instead solemnly took out a few candles from the space and placed them on the altar one by one.

The candles were lit, emitting lights of different colors. He began to chant around the candles. The song seemed to describe the rise and fall of an ancient family.

Suddenly, Yi Laizhe stopped, the candle was blown out by a gust of wind, and a vague figure slowly appeared. It was an old man wearing white linen clothes and a kind smile on his face.

Is this the undead?

Everyone present was somewhat puzzled, because the old man who was summoned looked too much like a living person.

Yi Laizhe looked at him respectfully, knelt down and kowtowed to him, "Hello, ancestor, I am Yi Laizhe, the only heir of my family in the world."

The dead souls behind him also rushed to make various gestures and movements to the old man, and were very excited to express something to him.

"Good boy, thank you for your hard work." The old man sighed as he looked at the undead, and came over to help him up. "What happened when you summoned me?"

Yi Laizhe shook his head: "Nothing, I participated in the Pope's selection. This round of competition is to summon the undead. Please give me a better chance of winning."

The old man looked at him with satisfaction and said, "Well, our family has declined to this point now, but we once produced several popes. You are the most outstanding descendant in the past hundred years. Those descendants who were sent to the abyss by you have mentioned you to me. I believe you can do it."

Yi Laizhe smiled but said nothing. He actually didn't want to be a Pope. He just wanted to complete his mission as soon as possible and send all the undead in his family to the abyss.

But since he has participated in the selection, he will try his best.

The elders of the selection team stood up and bowed slightly to the old man.

The Archbishop said, "Are you... a Shinto-level undead?"

The old man nodded and said, "That's right. You may think that the higher the level of the God of Death's favored ones, the more likely they will transform into the form of undead. In fact, it is not the case. After reaching the Shinto level, they will get rid of the form of undead and become more like a human. The same is true for undead. So although I became an undead after death, now that I have reached the Shinto level, my body form is no different from you humans."

"Shinto level?"

"The Shinto-level undead are actually like this!"

This was almost the first time that the Death God believers present had seen a Shinto-level undead spirit. They were all amazed and admired, unable to look away.

"Good fellow, how can we compete like this?" Eli spread his hands. "I should have let him withdraw from the competition. Boss, you said yesterday that you would use your own strength to seize the position of Pope. Do you regret it now?"

Phil Gray didn't expect that Yi Laizhe would summon a god-level being at the first move. Even if he summoned a god today, he would still be at a disadvantage. However, he should just take it one step at a time. This is the only way for now.

Upon hearing the old man's rank, the elders immediately and respectfully welcomed him to the seat in the middle, and then served him precious food as a treat.

"Thank you for your hospitality. I will probably stay here for about two days. It has been a long time since I last experienced the scenery of the human world. Yi Laizhe, can you tell me about the current situation in the human world and how the church has developed?"

Hearing his ancestor's question, Yi Laizhe talked to him in a low voice.

At this time, Elder Sid signaled to the archbishop, who understood and immediately called the next candidate to come on stage.

As the finale to appear, Phil Gray received keen attention. He walked up to the altar calmly, took out the small mirror from the space, and then used the skill of "Undead Companion".

The gate of the abyss opened, and a skeleton in a black cloak walked out. The dark blue spiritual fire in his eye sockets was dazzling, emitting a strong breath of death.

Phil Gray had seen the Lord of Skeleton City before, and he knew very well that this was another skeleton undead demoted from a god.

Not surprisingly, the big shot Frank met in Wangu City was most likely Skeleton.

"Hello, I am your summoner." Phil Gray nodded to him and continued, "I am now participating in the Pope's selection to compete in summoning the undead, so please come. In return, I will fulfill the conditions agreed with you tonight."

The skeleton nodded, indicating that he understood, "Now what can I do for you?"

"You just rest aside for a while. I'll have someone bring you some delicious food from the human world." Phil Gray said, leading the skeleton to sit aside.

Although it is not known why these undead spirits can eat human food, especially skeletons that are only left with skeletons, it has become a custom of the church to treat these undead spirits with delicious food.

The skeleton noticed the Shinto-level ancestor summoned by Yi Laizhe, and the Lady of the Piano who was singing quietly behind Marshall. It was unclear whether he was talking to himself or to Phil Gray: "The younger generation of the Church of the Dead is so outstanding now. It seems that the teacher can rest assured."

Phil Gray didn't know how to respond, so he could only smile at him.

The Archbishop walked up to the crowd of believers and said, "The undead summoned by the last candidate will be a skeleton demoted from God. The duration of their existence is... one day, right?"

He turned back to Phil Gray for confirmation.

Phil Gray nodded to the Archbishop.

"Well, today's competition is really exciting. Our candidates are all very good at summoning the undead. It looks like we may have the most outstanding Pope in a hundred years." The archbishop laughed as he applauded.

In the following time, the elders symbolically counted the candidates' summoning of the undead, and then announced that today's summoning would end.

The believers left reluctantly, discussing the summoned undead spirits with each other. The undead spirits they saw today were enough to become a topic of conversation for their entire lives.

Yi Laizhe and his ancestors left, and Phil Gray guessed that they might have gone to the temple built by their family.

Marshall took back the Lady of the Qin, and the Archbishop and the elders called him over, probably to discuss with him how to deal with the affairs of the Lemo Empire.

Phil Gray and Eli said hello to them and left, quickly heading for Silent Valley with the summoned Skeleton Seniors.

……

"Hello, Bishop Gustav."

As night fell, they had arrived at the Silent Valley. A small church was located at the entrance of the valley. Many believers were walking out of it. Phil Gray took the opportunity to stop a middle-aged man in a bishop's robe.

He had to let the Bishop of Silent Valley take him into the cemetery, while Eli waited not far away with Senior Skeleton.

"Hello, you are..." Gustav felt that the person in front of him looked very familiar. The priest beside him couldn't help but remind him: "Your Excellency the Bishop, isn't this the candidate for Milu in the picture just transmitted by the magic circle?"

"Oh, yes, I'm a little face-blind. Sorry, Saint Milu, what do you want from me?"

Phil Gray smiled slightly and said, "Can I have a word with you for a moment?"

The priest beside Gustav wisely walked away. Seeing that there was no one around, Phil Gray took out a badge in the shape of a flower of destiny from space and whispered to him, "Praise destiny!"

Gustav's eyes widened and his breathing quickened. He took the badge and looked at it carefully for a moment. Then he pulled Phil Gray into the empty church and asked excitedly, "Are you sent by the Church of Destiny?"

"Yes, do you recognize me?" Phil Gray tore off the mask on his face, revealing his original British face.

Gustav asked hesitantly, "Pope Dulce?"

Phil Gray held his forehead helplessly, "Pope Dulce was my father, he has passed away, and I am the current Pope."

Gustav finally reacted and fell to his knees: "Your Holiness, I... I..."

Tears had already overflowed from her eyes, blurring the white powder smeared on her face.

He hadn't seen his compatriots for a long time, let alone His Holiness the Pope.

He lived in fear every day that someone would discover his true identity. He was forced to hide his true beliefs and had to pray to strange gods. He suffered every day.

"Thank you for your hard work. Don't worry, you won't have to hide here soon."

Phil Gray patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

"What? Don't you need me to be undercover here?" Gustav asked puzzledly.

He knew that the continent of Weir was currently in the midst of war, and fate still needed someone here to deliver news of the Church of the Dead at any time.

"Yes, soon, fate and death will become an unbreakable alliance." Phil Gray did not explain the meaning of this sentence in detail, and continued: "Now, I need you to take me and my other two companions to the cemetery in Silent Valley."

"Okay." Gustav did not ask why, but firmly carried out the orders from His Holiness the Pope.

Even if this would expose him, he would not hesitate at all.

Phil Gray showed an admiring look. He was thinking whether he should transfer this talent back to Destiny, or wait until he becomes the Pope of the Church of the Dead and then let this undercover continue to be in charge of the liaison between the two churches?

Phil Gray put on his mask again: "Don't reveal my identity. Now I am just the Holy Son Milu."

"Okay." Gustav thought of the rumors he had heard about the current Pope of Fate some time ago, and couldn't help but get excited. He didn't expect that His Majesty's identity as a favored person of multiple gods was actually true! He also came to the Church of the Dead where he was undercover to run for Pope. If His Majesty really became the Pope of the Church of the Dead, then he really wouldn't have to worry about his undercover identity anymore!

As we walked out of the chapel, Eli came up to us, "How was it?"

Phil Gray smiled and said, "This is Bishop Gustav. We just need to follow him to the cemetery."

Gustav greeted them politely. When he saw Senior Skeleton, he was obviously surprised, but he quickly calmed down and led them towards the depths of the valley.