I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"Your Highness, Elder Nancy has been summoned to the cathedral by His Holiness the Pope."

"Did she just leave?"

"No, I left in the morning."

The servant of God replied respectfully.

Phil Gray finally found Elder Nancy's residence, but he didn't expect that she had already gone to the Dawn Cathedral. Now it was already evening, and he was very worried that if he went to the cathedral he would find out that she had returned home.

That was truly a perfect miss.

Should I wait for her here or go to the cathedral?

Phil Gray hesitated for a moment, but decided to go to the cathedral. Even if Elder Nancy was not there, he could still ask Pope Dawn about the current situation.

"Your Highness... The elder has been in a bad state these past few days. She has been unable to eat and looks dazed. Do you know what happened?"

Phil Gray was about to leave when he heard the old servant who opened the door for him ask this.

"I don't know either," Phil Gray shook his head and asked with narrowed eyes, "Did Elder Nancy tell you about the other elders?"

"This... She didn't mention it, but there have been some rumors about Chenxi these days..."

"What rumors..."

"Except for Elder Nancy, the elders have disappeared one after another. They may have been sent to carry out some special missions."

"But I heard that these elders did not go to the front line, otherwise it would be impossible for the Dream Cult to be so arrogant."

"Yeah, so are they all...missing?"

Phil Gray frowned slightly: "I don't know either. I'm leaving first. If Elder Nancy comes back, please tell her that I was here."

"Okay, Your Highness."

After leaving Elder Nancy's residence, Phil Gray directly spread his Wings of Dawn and flew towards the Dawn Cathedral in the sky like a ray of light.

Just as the guards at the entrance of the cathedral were about to stop him, Phil Gray stopped and said, "Please inform Pope Dawn that the Holy Son Phil Gray wants to see you."

"Phil Gray?" The guard chewed on the name and suddenly realized something. His eyes widened. "Are you... the Pope of Destiny?"

At the time, his reputation was so widespread that almost everyone in Chenxi knew him.

Seeing the same reaction as other people he met along the way, Phil Gray nodded helplessly.

If I had known earlier, I would have just put on the original mask again. I’m really too lazy to explain.

After the guard went in to report, Phil Gray stepped into the cathedral, and Night jumped off his shoulders and walked in with him.

It was almost evening, but the cathedral seemed a little stingy today, with only a few rows of dim candles lit.

Pope Dawn had his eyes closed and was playing with something in his hands. The candlelight cast shadows that danced gently on the ground beneath his feet.

Phil Gray took a careful look and did not see Elder Nancy. He really missed her.

He felt a little disappointed, but Pope Chenxi felt the same way. He smiled, bowed, and said, "Greetings, Your Holiness. I am back."

Hearing his voice, Pope Dawn opened his eyes and smiled like a familiar elder, "It's been a long time since we last met. Your strength has improved again. You are worthy of being favored by many gods."

"Thank you for your praise. I will share my experience in Destiny with His Majesty later, but there are more important things now. I came back mainly for Dawn. Elder Nancy gave me a letter..."

"Woo-"

Before he finished speaking, he seemed to hear a whimpering sound, but it quickly disappeared like a breeze passing through his ear.

Night licked his paw like an ordinary cat, but there was a gleam in his eyes.

"Letter?" Pope Chenxi asked in doubt, "What letter?"

Phil Gray's heart skipped a beat, realizing that something was wrong. Why didn't Pope Dawn know that Elder Nancy had written to him for help? He thought it was Pope Dawn's instruction.

Also, so many elders of Dawn seem to have been in trouble, but why does His Majesty the Pope of Dawn seem to have not taken any measures and is now in such a leisurely state?

It was even better than when he left, when he was worried about Saint Vincent and Miss Melody.

Although he was somewhat confused, he did not show it, but continued: "Yes, Elder Nancy wrote to say that something seemed to have happened inside Dawn. I was very worried, so I rushed here."

"Hahaha, what could possibly happen inside Dawn? She probably missed you and wanted you to come back to Dawn to see us, lest you forget about us over time. You know, she was close to your father when she was young, and she really treated you as her own family." His Majesty the Pope of Dawn said with a smile, "But your return this time really brought us a surprise. It seems that you have been demoted from a god now, right?"

As he spoke, he stood up, put the object he was playing with on the table, and walked towards Phil Gray with an admiring look on his face.

"Yes, but it is a demotion of the God of Destiny." Phil Gray replied, and his suspicion of the Pope increased a little. He believed that Elder Nancy would not use such means to get him back to Dawn.

What's more, the servant of God said that Elder Nancy's condition these days didn't seem like he could joke with him.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, but on the surface he still greeted Pope Dawn politely. Until his eyes fell on the objects on the table, his whole head seemed to be hit, and he took a few steps back in an instant.

"what happened?"

Pope Dawn looked at him like this and moved closer to him. He smiled and said, "How come we haven't seen each other for a while, and you seem a lot more unfamiliar? Don't be restrained. You will always be our Son of Dawn, and my words will always count."

Pope Dawn tried to put his hand on Phil Gray's shoulder to show his care from an elder, but Phil Gray dodged and said, "Your Majesty, I actually have something to ask Elder Nancy. Do you know where she is?"

"I do not know."

"Okay, then do you know where Elder Grant and Elder Memphis are?" Phil Gray looked him straight in the eye and asked bluntly.

Pope Dawn was speechless for a moment and did not answer. Instead, he smiled in an intriguing way, which made Phil Gray feel a little uneasy.

Until the whimpering sound that he originally thought was an auditory hallucination sounded again, Phil Gray looked at the source of the sound vigilantly and found that it came from the floor under his feet.

At this moment, Pope Dawn's hand turned into a golden sword and chopped towards Phil Gray's neck. Fortunately, he was prepared and dodged sideways.

"You're not going to pretend anymore?" Phil Gray said sarcastically.

Pope Dawn smiled strangely, opened his mouth, and spit out countless white threads, trying to entangle Phil Gray.

Phil Gray snorted coldly and summoned the Blazing Sun Sword to cut the threads. He then summoned the Scythe of Death, which emitted bursts of eerie deathly aura. The yin and yang actually looked extremely harmonious.

Chenxi's eyes turned cold and bloodshot. His body expanded rapidly, bursting through the original Pope's robe. The exposed skin glowed bright red, forming a suit of flesh and blood armor.

"Sure enough, you have been contaminated by the gods of the Abyss." Phil Gray had a complicated expression. He did not expect that the traitor hidden by Chenxi was their Pope.

He looked at the thing on the table, which was the strange statue they had fished out of the Numas River that day.

Now the statue is covered with dense blood vessels, which are beating slightly as if connected to a heart. It looks quite scary.

I should have known that I would not have given this statue to Pope Dawn. If I am not mistaken, this thing is the reason why he became like this.

Regret was of no use, Phil Gray used his divine power to merge the Scythe of Death and the Sword of the Burning Sun together. A powerful force burst out instantly, causing his hands to tremble slightly.

He rushed towards the Pope of Dawn.

The night yawned and created a dark night barrier, saving the Cathedral of Dawn from the risk of being reduced to ruins. It muttered, "Old man, you owe me a lot this time."

It lay in a corner, afraid of being affected by the battle, but its eyes were always fixed on the fight between the two people, as if it was ready to rush up to rescue people at any time.

Fortunately, after several loud explosions, the barrier became quiet. It jumped over and found that Phil Gray's new weapon was inserted into the chest of the Pope of Dawn, nailing him to the ground.

"Cough, cough, cough," Pope Dawn coughed a few times, and his eyes unexpectedly regained clarity. He smiled with relief, "Phil, you did a great job."

His body began to change rapidly. The strange flesh and blood disappeared without a trace, and he became hunched and old. "When I realized something was wrong, I couldn't control myself anymore."

Phil Gray's lips moved slightly, "No, it seems that we... harmed you."

Pope Dawn shook his head. "My will is not strong enough... ahem, I am not alert enough..."

"Your Majesty, can you still be saved?"

“No, I’m dying, so I can temporarily wake up from His control… Don’t worry about me, ahem, we old guys are no longer able to do it, from now on, Dawn… Dawn… will be handed over to you.”

Pope Chenxi just finished speaking and closed his eyes unwillingly. What was in his mind was no longer what the future of Chenxi would be like, but that he really wanted to see his Melody again.

Phil Gray stood there for a long time. He looked at the body of Pope Dawn, remembered his kind and gentle appearance when they first met, and remembered how Dawn declared to the outside world that he would always be the Son of Dawn. He sighed deeply.

He raised his hand and looked at the statue on the table angrily. The burning flame of morning light flew out from his hand, accompanied by crackling sounds. The statue covered with blood vessels kept twisting and deforming, and finally turned into a pile of ashes with the sound of the table collapsing.