I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"Phil, more than 10,000 years ago, the Weir world also suffered an invasion by the Gods of the Abyss. You also heard from Kasa that although you killed and sealed several of the Gods of the Abyss, you also died and your soul was destroyed. We all cannot accept this fact." A trace of pain flashed in Ansel's golden eyes.

Phil Gray suddenly realized. No wonder the prophet of the Light of Wisdom said that he had seen pictures of monsters in some ruins tens of thousands of years ago. It turned out that he had encountered them once ten thousand years ago.

"During that invasion, the world of Weir was on the verge of collapse, and only one in ten living creatures survived. All the civilizations you led us to build were almost destroyed. The records about you were also sealed away with your complete departure and the passage of time. Since then, a new civilization has begun to be nurtured all over again until today."

I didn't expect it to be like this. Phil Gray really didn't expect that he would have such a past life. Oh no, it was the previous past life.

"What happened next? Why did I appear on Earth again?"

"Later, I spent nearly ten thousand years trying countless times at the bottom of the River of Destiny before I finally snatched a strand of your soul from your destiny." Ansel sighed, "In order for you to live for yourself and no longer be burdened by the Weir World, I sent you to Earth, hoping that you could live a peaceful life."

"But you didn't expect that I would kill myself, did you?"

"No, I may have anticipated this result. No matter where you are or what your identity is, you will always be thinking of Weir, so you will be attracted by the statues of the gods of the abyss and embark on the same destiny as before." Ansel was a little helpless.

"So that's how it is. Then, what was my original name?"

"Phil, the creator god of the Weir world is called Phil, and this body of Phil Gray was originally prepared for you." Ansel smiled gently, "As for the Phil Gray you think of, or the original owner, he is not called this name, and he looks different from you now. I just slightly changed his fate line before, so everyone will think he is like you. When everything is over, if he comes back to life, he will return to normal."

Phil Gray was a little dazed. How could I still be myself? However, his eyes became firm again because he finally knew all his identities.

"Brother, now that you know everything, please don't leave us like before." Kasa couldn't help but throw himself into his arms.

Phil Gray touched her soft hair, lowered his head, and looked directly into her eyes: "Be good, don't cry. Although I don't remember what happened ten thousand years ago, my choice is the same. Kasa, can you fight with your brother? Protect this world together, and protect all life?"

Kasa rubbed his eyes and looked at Phil Gray's determined gaze. He knew that no matter what he said, he could not convince his brother, and his brother was indeed not a god who would escape from the battlefield.

Fight with him? Live or die with him?

She fell into hesitation. After so many years, she was no longer the little girl. She protected her believers and healed all the pain in the world, but she could never forget the scene of her brother disappearing in front of her. This was a scar that even she was helpless to cure.

However, she didn't want to make her brother sad, nor did she want him to think that she was a selfish god.

"Okay." Kasa raised his head and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Brother, I want to protect this world with you."

As Kasa's voice fell, her body shape kept changing and returned to the appearance of a big tree. Soon, the tree condensed bit by bit into a light brown wooden armor with emerald green patterns engraved on it, exuding powerful life force.

"Brother, I will be your shield and your armor. I won't let you get hurt!"

Phil Gray smiled and stretched out his hand, the armor perfectly covering his entire body.

The illusion gradually began to dissipate, and his figure disappeared in the living room.

The door creaked open, and Vino, dressed in black, walked over with his hands folded. "Have you really decided?"

Ansiel looked at the figure that had disappeared. "This was not decided by me. It was destined the moment his soul appeared in the river of fate."

"You are really willing to do that." Vino laughed.

"No, this time it's different, we will win in the end."

"Is this also a destined fate?"

"Yes."

"Well, we should go. The old man is still struggling. No, you don't want to go back, do you? It doesn't matter whether you go back or not."

"..."

……

Phil Gray opened his eyes and found that the armor covering his body was still there, which made him realize that everything that had just happened was real.

He stood up, looked at the statue of the God of Life in front of him, and silently said in his heart: "Kasa, brother will defeat the gods of the secret abyss with you, and will also build a better house for you."

Turning around, he saw the Pope of Life staring at him in a daze.

"Hello? What's wrong?"

“You…you…” The Pope of Life said the word “you” twice and didn’t know what to say.

The person in front of him not only caused the statue to move strangely, but also suddenly gained a set of armor containing powerful life force.

But, this person is not a favored one by the God of Life at all!

Could it be that God was giving him a hint?

"Pope Phil, what do you think of the Life Church?"

Phil Gray smiled helplessly. "The Life Church has done very well under your leadership. Thank you for your help to Destiny in the past. Destiny, Dawn, and Death will continue to cooperate with your church in a friendly manner. Please rest assured. I did see the God of Life just now, and He also praised you for doing a good job."

"Hmm..." Although the Pope of Life looked calm on the surface, he was actually very happy in his heart. "Okay, that's good. You have met our god. It seems that you have achieved your goal?"

"Yes, I'll take my leave now."

"I wish you all the best, and thank you for everything you have done to protect this world." The Pope of Life knew that he was fighting against the evil god who invaded Weir, so he bowed solemnly before leaving.

"I seemed to have had a dream just now." Night yawned and lay in Phil Gray's hat.

"Oh? What dream?"

"I dreamed that I went to a magical place. There was a square thing there. There were all kinds of interesting pictures and delicious crunchy things inside." Heiye said excitedly.

"That was not a dream, it was the illusion of the God of Life."

"what?"

"It seems that not all the gods present are conscious."

"what? What?"

"In that illusion, Kasa told me everything, including my true identity."

"Well, now that you have obtained the power of life, it is indeed the final moment." Hei Ye jumped to the ground, "After returning to the Church of Destiny, it is time for us to sign the contract."

"Okay, but since we are at the Life Church, we have to go somewhere first."

"Where? What are you going to do?"

"Fulfill a promise."

……

In the cemetery of Durr City.

"Long time no see, it seems you have grown a lot during this time,"

The old man's soul slowly emerged, just like that snowy winter day.

"Yes, thank you for your guidance. I came back today to tell you something. There is an undead who may be your apprentice. He has been looking for you in the abyss. If you go to the abyss, you can go to Wangu City to find him..."

"I understand. My mission here has ended. I will go find him. Thank you."

The old man smiled kindly.

"Was the acquaintance you were talking about Wilder?"

"It's the Death Knight. Actually, we are not acquaintances. We have just met by chance a few times. I agree with some of his opinions. I unilaterally consider him my friend."

It seems that Pope Nicol has no idea of ​​Wilde's true identity. Phil Gray laughed but did not expose him.

"He should also consider you as a good friend. I have other things to do, so I'll leave first. We'll meet again in the abyss if there's a chance."

Phil Gray's polite farewell.

"Okay, everything went well."

Pope Nicol bowed slightly, looked at his back, and gave his blessing.

Inside the Pope's bedroom in Nosse.

A man and a cat sat opposite each other. Phil Gray stretched out his hand, and Hei Ye stretched out his little paw to cover his hand. Although he wanted to touch the cat's paw pads, he still held back.

The night was meowing, perhaps it was a unique language of gods. The power of the night enveloped them, and Phil Gray soon had a feeling of being in tune with the night.

"This is the master-pet contract. After signing it, you can use the power of the dark night. You can also use your consciousness to directly transmit what you want to say to me, so that we can cooperate better when fighting."

The sounds of the night rang in his mind, and the cat in front of him was still licking its paws without opening its mouth.

"Okay." Phil Gray tried a few times and easily mastered the method of communication.

"Okay, next you try to mobilize the power of all the main gods to merge them."

"Wait a minute. Before I completely integrate the power of the six main gods, I still have to obtain the power of another god." Phil Gray thought for a while and said.

"The God of Knowledge and Wisdom? Actually, after the power of the six main gods is gathered, the power of these subordinate gods is not important. Besides, didn't you find the last pen? Or should we go directly to his kingdom of God to find him?"

"No, although He is only a subordinate God, I think knowledge and wisdom are also extremely important in battle, and may be the key to our victory." Phil Gray smiled, "Who said we didn't find the fifth pen, right?"

Hei Ye looked at the pen that Phil Gray picked up from the table, and examined it several times in disbelief, thinking that it was just an ordinary feather pen that Bishop Dominic casually handed over.

"Since the God of Knowledge and Wisdom has not said what the fifth pen is or what it looks like, why can't I say that this pen is the fifth pen?"

"This last pen is called the Pen of Nothingness."