I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

Eli also spoke up, "A year ago, many nobles from the Kingdom of Lanxi in the East Continent were sailing on this ship in the South China Sea, but one day the Black Tooth Shark suddenly disappeared in the sea. The ship and the land had the means to communicate with each other, but no news came from the Black Tooth Shark.

"All the churches have sent people to search for it, including the Church of Life, the Church of the Dawn, etc., but they haven't found any trace of it! There is no news of the more than 100 passengers on the ship, and it is hard to determine whether they are dead or alive."

"So we are on this ship now?"

"When I saw the shape of the ship before, I felt it looked familiar, but I couldn't remember it for a moment. Now that I see this card, I can be sure that this is indeed the Blacktooth Shark. It is exactly the same as the one drawn in the Life Church newspaper at that time." Eli's expression was a little serious.

Viscount Ward leaned against the shelf and lit a tobacco. His sunken eyes showed an unprecedented seriousness.

Everyone was shocked by the news. They were actually on a ship that had disappeared for a year?

"What about the passengers who were on this ship?" The fat man's eyes twitched slightly.

"I'm afraid they've all become undead." Eli stroked the dust on the table with his fingers. The strong smell of undead was telling them that there were no living people on this ship anymore.

Phil Gray thought of the motto left to him by the God of Death. Could the undead mentioned in the motto be the passengers on the Blacktooth Shark?

And exploring the truth behind death means finding out the cause of death of the missing passengers on the ship?

Thinking of this, he barely had a clue, "I think if we can figure out what happened to the Blacktooth Shark, we might be able to leave this ship and return to our original ship."

Eli nodded. "You're right. Our sudden appearance on the ship must be caused by the ghosts of all the passengers back then. Do you remember the body that was salvaged? That could be one of the passengers."

Viscount Ward waved his hand at the knight behind him and said, "In two hours, call out all those people and ask them what they found in their respective rooms."

"Yes!" the knights answered in unison.

Phil Gray certainly wouldn't sit here idly. He walked towards other vacant cabins, trying to search for useful clues.

When we arrived at the captain's room, we saw the captain and the first and second mates operating the ship in strange postures.

"Hello, Captain Gold Coin No. 3, do you know anything about the Blacktooth Shark and its Captain Jeremy?" Phil Gray looked at the layout on both sides and spoke.

"Damned undead, Goddess of the Sea, please let me take a break..." The captain was muttering to himself, but after hearing this question, his eyes turned stiffly to Phil Gray.

Then his whole head began to twitch, white foam came out of the corners of his mouth, his eyes bulged out, and black corpse spots appeared on his skin.

Phil Gray was really frightened by this change. He took a step back and unconsciously took out the sun brooch from his pocket.

"Hehe, the Cult of the Dawn?" The captain tilted his head and stared at Phil Gray, but his hands were still controlling the direction of the ship.

"Possessed by the undead?" asked Phil Gray.

"Undead? Am I a dead ghost? No, no, no, I am the greatest captain in the history of navigation! The most beloved of the goddess of the sea, and the only captain of the Blacktooth Shark!" The captain stared at Phil Gray and laughed wildly.

"Huh, sure enough, are you Jeremy?"

"Yes, why, are you my passenger? Don't worry, the Blacktooth Shark will take you to the most beautiful places, and your gold coins, oh, and the sparkling gems, will all be mine! Mine!"

The possessed Captain Jeremy suddenly fell into madness.

The first and second mates who were conscious nearby looked at the scene in horror. They could only follow the captain's movements to steer the huge ship, and they didn't even have a chance to avoid the captain who looked scary.

Phil Gray frowned, thought for a moment and asked again, "Where is your destination?"

"Jeremy," his swollen lips curled up, "It's a very beautiful place. We'll be there soon! Hahaha!"

The laughter suddenly stopped, and the captain's eyes almost popped out. He twisted his head close to Phil Gray, "You're going to die, Tang, why don't you go and cook for the guests? What are you doing here looking at us? As long as I'm the captain, you can't leave the Blacktooth Shark!"

Ok?

Phil Gray looked at the captain in confusion. Did Jeremy's ghost mistake him for someone else?

But "Jeremy" stopped talking and he couldn't hear any useful information.

"You are a lord from the Church of the Dawn, right? Please save the captain quickly. If he is possessed by the undead for too long, his vitality will be exhausted." The first mate pleaded.

"Okay, I'll try." Phil Gray hesitantly injected his divine power into the sun brooch, and the brooch turned into a small glowing sun, dazzling and fiery, and a little hot in his hand.

He gently held the brooch close to the captain, and then pinned the brooch on the captain at lightning speed.

"Ah!" The black mist let out a shrill scream and flew out from the captain's body.

Then it lingered in the cabin.

The captain's face returned to normal, and although he was not yet conscious, he was still operating the ship in an orderly manner.

Phil Gray's hands burst into flames and he shouted, "Burn!"

The black mist was driven away by the flames, but it did not dissipate, it just left the captain's room.

Phil Gray was temporarily relieved. He looked at the captain who was still forced to work with his eyes closed and unconscious, and asked in a low voice, "He should be okay now, right?"

The first and second mates nodded.

Phil Gray was confused after leaving the captain's cabin. Where was the Blacktooth Shark's destination? Who was the young man named Tang? What happened to them?

He lowered his eyes and walked a few more steps. He happened to see the Death God's Favored One in black robes and asked, "Hello, I would like to ask, do you have any skills that can communicate with the undead?"

"Humph, do you know? It is very impolite to ask the God's Favored One for skills casually." The man in black robe glanced at him and said gloomily, and wanted to leave after that.

Unexpectedly, a sword suddenly appeared on his neck. The sword was inlaid with red gems and had several circles of thorn patterns, emitting a bloodthirsty light.

"Really? Then do you want me to treat you 'politely'?"