I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

The eastern sky gradually turned pale, and the light of morning sun spread across the earth.

The Knights of the Army of the Dead never imagined that one day they would be so eager to see the sun rise.

"Commander, it's time to meet you!" the deputy reminded excitedly.

The legion commander looked solemn, but his heart was more nervous than ever. He raised his hand and gestured to his knights: "Move out!"

"it is good!"

The Army of the Dead marched towards the Bloody Castle as agreed. They had secretly observed the castle many times, but this time they stepped into the area so openly.

As expected, when they arrived, the castle had already been reduced to ruins, surrounded by deep pits and flying earth and rocks. Anyone could feel the huge power remaining here.

"There are so many corpses. Judging from their clothes, they all belong to the Red Eye Cult."

The deputy said that the believers of the Red Eye Cult originally wore white robes, and the red on their robes was dyed with their own blood or the blood of their enemies. The darker the red, the higher the status in the cult.

"Something's wrong." The legion commander carefully searched the bodies of these people and frowned. They were indeed dead, but why was there such a strong force of dawn left at the scene? Judging from their injuries, it seemed that they were burned by the force of dawn.

"Yes, you discovered it too? It seems that someone from Dawn has intervened, but the people who were possessed were three important figures from Dawn. It is possible that their church did infiltrate and took the opportunity to attack the Red Eye Cult last night." The deputy speculated.

It's naturally a good thing for Chenxi to fight against the Red Eye Cult, but His Majesty the Pope is also present. They are old enemies of Chenxi. What if they attack His Majesty...

The coldness in the legion commander's eyes became even more intense.

"Report! There is a living person here!"

An Undead Knight who was searching the scene for traces of what was left shouted out.

The legion commander hurried over and saw three people lying in the corner of the wall. They had their eyes closed, their faces were pale, and their bodies were tattered, as if they had just experienced a fierce battle.

His face changed and he quickly stepped back, "These three are the people possessed by the evil spirit!"

All the Undead Knights raised their swords and looked at the person lying on the ground vigilantly.

"If they are not dead, then Your Majesty..." someone said in a low and fearful voice.

"Shut up!"

They were extremely alert, and the three people lying down seemed to sense the arrival of others and opened their eyes one after another.

The legion commander neither retreated nor avoided, staring closely at the three people. If His Majesty really failed and died at the hands of these three gods, then they were willing to follow His Majesty into the abyss and fight to the death to avenge him!

"I'm finally recovered." Melody hugged Vincent and cried with joy.

Caroline stood up and dusted herself off. "It feels good to be in control of myself."

Vincent hugged Melody back in a daze, as if he hadn't figured it out yet.

The first reaction of the three people when they woke up was to be relieved that they could finally escape from the state of being possessed by the gods. For so many days, their consciousness was imprisoned and they could not control their bodies. They could only watch the three evil gods use their bodies to do all kinds of disgusting things.

However, they soon noticed the undead knights at the scene, and their hearts sank. Isn't this just escaping from the wolf's den, but entering the tiger's mouth again? Chenxi and the Church of the Dead have always been at odds. What should they do?

Vincent Saint stood up and stood in front of the two ladies. "What are you going to do?"

The legion commander felt relieved again. Judging from the performance of these three people, they had clearly been freed from the state of being possessed by the gods. That meant that His Majesty must have won.

He asked in a deep voice: "Where is the person who drove away the evil spirit and freed you from the possession now?"

"We don't know." Vincent shook his head. They only knew that the Son of Cain in the state of divine descent expelled the gods from them, and then they fell into a coma and only woke up now. Of course, they didn't know where he went. And even if he knew, he couldn't tell the whereabouts of his savior.

The legion commander's eyes turned cold and he threatened, "If you don't want to tell the truth, we will personally check your memory. People's memories are stored in their souls. As long as we extract your soul..."

Melody's eyes flashed with panic, and she hurried forward: "We really don't know where he is. Maybe you can look for him around here."

Caroline was calm: "You can't do this to us. One of us is the Son of the Dawn and the other is the daughter of His Holiness the Pope. If you hurt us, the Dawn will fight to the death with you, the Church of the Dead!"

"You continue to search for His Majesty's whereabouts. You guys tie up the three of them and keep an eye on them." The legion commander ignored what Caroline said and turned around to give the order.

"Yes!"

"Damn it! Let us go!"

"It's really unlucky. Ever since I met that guy who cheated me out of money on the ship, I haven't had a good day."

……

"Huh..." Phil Gray scooped up a handful of clean water from the newly thawed river, washed off the blood scabs and stains on his body, and changed into a brand new set of trousers and shirt.

The night quickly caught the fish that came out of the water to breathe and swallowed them in one gulp.

"Why aren't you picky about food anymore?" Phil Gray asked with a smile when he saw its actions.

"I'm happy! And I'm really hungry. Let's go back to Destiny first. I want to eat a good meal!" Heiye shook off the water droplets on his body, and his tail swayed.

"I may have to go back to Chenxi for the time being. There are still some things to deal with in Chenxi." Phil Gray looked towards the sky. After a fierce battle last night, he and the Night, together with the divine consciousness of the Prophet of the Day, successfully drove away the three evil gods.

But thinking of the freed Saint Vincent, Melody, and Caroline, he didn't know how to talk to them and tell them the news that Pope Dawn and the elders had passed away.

"Hey--"

Thinking of this, he sighed again.

“It’s been so long, Vino should have dealt with the true bodies of the three evil gods, right?” Heiye muttered, “If my own subordinate god can’t deal with them, I’m going to underestimate Him…”

Phil Gray coughed softly after hearing this and said, "Little cat, you seem to have forgotten something."

Speak of the devil, the voice of the God of Death immediately rang in their ears: "Don't worry, it's solved. And, Phil, congratulations."

As the voice of the God of Death rang out, Phil Gray felt the familiar divine power filling his body, and he broke through and descended into the divine realm!

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He had finally become the god of fate, dawn, and death.

Hei Ye seemed to sense his breakthrough in level. He looked at him intently, but he was not as happy as him. He just said softly, "So fast?"

"Fast? Do you mean that the three evil gods were dealt with by the God of Death? Or do you mean that I leveled up quickly?"

"Nothing." Hei Ye walked in front of him, "Let's go see if those three guys are awake."

"Well, the Army of the Dead should be here too. If I wasn't afraid that they would see me in such a miserable state and damage my dignity as Pope, I wouldn't have gone so far to find a river." Phil Gray kept up with the pace of the night.

From a distance, they saw the Legion of the Dead. Some of them were collecting the corpses of the Red Eye Cult, apparently planning to recycle them later, while others were sorting out some valuables, planning to transport them back to the church later.

"You want to go there in your true appearance?"

Dark Night asked.

"Yes, it's time to let them know that Dawn and the Church of the Dead are now a family." Phil Gray smiled.

"who?"

An undead knight spotted them and asked warily.

"I am your Majesty."

"Huh?" The Undead Knight widened his eyes. People around who heard the noise also rushed over and looked at them in disbelief.

"Here, this is the crown used for the coronation." Phil Gray thought about what could prove his identity, and fumbled out a crown of the dead pope from the holy stone of death, showed it to them, and pointed to his face, "This is my true appearance. I was wearing a mask before."

"Go report to the leader!"

This is indeed the crown style of the deceased Pope, and they are searching for His Majesty. They didn't know whether to believe it or doubt it, so they had to ask someone to find the legion commander immediately.

The legion commander was nearby and came over quickly. Unlike the other knights who could only recognize people by their faces, he could directly sense his majesty from his soul. He quickly knelt down and said with joy, "Your Majesty, you really defeated them!"

"Thank God for helping us. By the way, have you seen the three people from the Dawn Cult here?"

"Ah."

The legion commander waved his hand, and his undead knights brought over three people who were tied up with chains and struggling violently.

It was Vincent, Melody, and Caroline.