I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

The town was still in chaos. Some townspeople were walking towards the edge of the mountain in groups, as if they couldn't wait to see the outside world with their own eyes, but there were also people holding the bodies of their dead relatives and crying bitterly.

Flocks of crows flew over the town, bringing with them their rough and hoarse cries.

"What's going on?" Phil Gray looked at Eli walking towards him.

"More than a hundred townspeople died last night, but fortunately the disease has been contained." Eli breathed a sigh of relief, stood beside him, and quietly handed him the space stone.

“I don’t know whether our arrival is good or bad for them.”

That's one hundred lives, nearly one-tenth of the town's population. It's not just a simple number.

They stopped to sigh for a while and were about to pack up and leave when they saw Jack, the old man who looked like a little boy, running towards them with something in his arms.

"Hello, outsiders, do you know what's going on?" His tone was full of anxiety and worry. The thing in his arms was revealed, with a crying sound. It was a pink baby, a real baby.

"Why is my grandson so old when he is born? What should I do?"

Eli laughed and explained to him how life in the outside world grows.

Phil Gray also smiled, and the whisper of the God of Destiny rang in his ears, "They should not have such a fate. The reversal of fate has finally been corrected."

A faint divine light emanated from his body, and although it was only for a moment, Eli still caught it.

"You made a breakthrough?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Phil Gray nodded happily. He finally reached the blessing level. He just learned that the second skill bestowed upon him by the God of Destiny was called "Flying Blade of Destiny". He could manifest the divine power into a blade and throw it out. It would not only cause physical damage to the enemy, but also make the enemy extremely unlucky for a period of time.

It is a very rare attack-type skill. After all, most of the skills bestowed by the God of Destiny are auxiliary.

This satisfied him.

"Cousin, you're on the same level as me so quickly. Why is the God of Fate so partial to you?" Patrick muttered aside.

"So you must hurry up and complete the God's motto. I'm sure your God of Destiny doesn't like lazy people." Eli laughed.

Patrick raised his hand to challenge him.

Mrs. Dean supported Mr. Allen and walked over. "It looks like this space has entered the real world?"

She had been helping Mr. Allen with the patients and had no idea what was going on.

Phil Gray brought up his previous remarks and explained them to them.

"Is this the end?" Mr. Allen asked weakly.

It seems that he came to this relic just to cure diseases and save lives?

"Yes, the core of the space has disappeared. I don't know if Dwyer took it away." Phil Gray said in a heavy tone, and then looked at Allen. "Anyway, thanks to you, the residents of the town will not be killed by the plague maker this time."

Mr. Allen smiled, with satisfaction in his green eyes.

Phil Gray remembered what he saw with the Eye of Destiny, and his face looked strange for a moment, "Well, the leader went to the core of the space to check, and I don't know when he will be back."

They waited for a while, and then they saw the leader coming back with a piece of white paper in his hand. He was a little surprised when he saw Phil Gray, as if he saw that he had just broken through to the Blessing Level, but he continued, "The cave collapsed, but I still found a piece of text. I copied it down, and you can translate it."

"Okay." Phil Gray took the white paper. It was indeed the words under the mural, and he said it truthfully.

"So that's why the town was confined to this space thousands of years ago."

Others suddenly realized.

"The God of Time and Space and the God of Destiny are good friends?" The leader frowned.

This is the only piece of information related to the God of Destiny, but it seems to be of no use.

"Since this is the case, why don't we go back early?" asked Mrs. Dean.

"I just checked. The mountain on the south side is connected to the cave we entered for the first time. The carriage is parked there. You go back first. I'll take a look here and try to track down the person who escaped." After the leader said this, he left in a depressed mood.

"The leader stayed in Dur City just to find this relic, but he didn't expect that we didn't gain anything. Instead, we were deceived by the plague maker. He must be very depressed." Mrs. Dean said, looking at his back.

"Yeah." Phil Gray nodded absentmindedly, not knowing whether the leader would discover anything else.

After a day and a night, the horses staying at the entrance of the cave were thirsty and hungry. After feeding the horses, they set out on their journey back.

"We have to go back and report to the Church of Life. After all, a small town suddenly appeared in their diocese. This should be a big deal." Patrick said as he watched the town gradually disappear from his sight.

"Of course, let's solve the problem in that village at the same time. I don't want to be charged with murder." Eli leaned back in his seat and said lazily.

Phil Gray smiled, the harvest from the ruins this time was really beyond his expectations. Not only did he obtain the holy objects, but he also broke through to a level. He just didn't know when he would be able to hear the proverbs that would reach the attention level again.

After two days and two nights of travel, they finally returned to Dotz Hotel.

The tavern was still bustling with activity. The owner served wine and dinner, which helped the tired people regain some spirits.

Until a guard knocked on the tavern door and came straight to their table.

"Gentlemen, we have been waiting for you for a long time." The leading knight had a cold and unkind look in his eyes.

The guests in the tavern quieted down and looked over here.

"Are you upset about the death of Miss Ella a few days ago?" Phil Gray asked.

"The villagers said that you ran away after killing someone. According to our investigation, you are temporarily staying in this tavern." An official-looking man came out from the back. He seemed to be the sheriff of Dur City. He said with a smile.

"As to whether you were the one who killed him, further investigation is needed. Please come with us to the Investigation Bureau."

"Investigation Bureau? Shouldn't they go to the church? I remember the villagers reported it to the Life Church at the time."

"Oh, this murder violates the laws of the Pune Kingdom, so the church naturally handed it over to us." The sheriff explained patiently.

Phil Gray stood up helplessly and whispered in his ear, "But the church may still need to handle it, because this matter involves the God's Blessed One. You should know what the God's Blessed One is."

The sheriff showed a disappointed expression. "It is exactly as you said. Go and inform the people in the church." He pointed at the knight.

He sat down and complained, "Oh, church, church, it's all church, don't give us people something to do."

"Are you guys free?" asked Phil Gray.

"Yes, people go to the church whenever they have problems. The priests and knights of the church are too busy to handle it. But they forget that they not only live in the parish, but are also members of the Kingdom of Pune." The sheriff picked up the wine in front of him and drank it all.

After a while, people from the church arrived. They knew him, the knight under Morey and a member of the Tulip Team.