I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

He hurriedly found his guest room and locked the door.

Phil Gray felt that the power of death in his body had reached a critical point. Then, even purer and richer power of death poured in, constantly tempering his soul and body.

At this moment, his whole body exuded a cold aura, and even his skin turned a little paler.

If there were other people present, they would certainly find that he gave people the feeling of a corpse, emitting a heavy aura of death, which was enough to make people's hair stand on end.

Finally, the power of death calmed down, slowly merged with other divine powers, and together they returned to a state of nothingness. Phil Gray also returned to his original appearance and became full of life.

He is a Death God-favored One at the blessing level!

Phil Gray closed his eyes and listened carefully to the voice of God, "Explore the truth of death, bury the lost souls, and you will gain the friendship of the dead..."

Friendship of the Dead?

A delighted smile appeared on Phil Gray's face. This time, the skills given to him by the God of Death were actually very interesting and practical!

"The skill granted by the Blessing level - Undead Companion, can randomly summon an undead from the Abyss of the Dead. The undead can exist for one day, and the summoned undead will regard the summoner as a partner..."

But summoning is conditional. Phil Gray frowned, "Some sacrifices need to be prepared. Specific sacrifices can even summon specific undead spirits? What counts as a sacrifice?"

He was eager to try this skill as soon as possible, but he thought about summoning the undead now. What if he couldn't take it back? After all, the skill didn't say whether it would last for a day. It would be bad if it was discovered by others on the ship.

He carefully sorted out the skills he could currently use. The skills of Fate included Eye of Fate, Flying Blade of Fate and Wall of Fate, the skills of Death included Right Hand of the Dead and Undead Companion, the skills of Daytime included Burning, in addition there were gloves for creating dreams and condensing the Sun Sword.

Phil Gray was very satisfied with so many skills. If he wanted to continue to improve his strength, in addition to waiting for the words of God, he could also look for a more powerful right hand of the dead, or collect so-called sacrifices.

He looked in the mirror and found that the mask on his face was still well covered, and there was no difference between his body and before. Although his skin had become a little whiter, it was to such a small extent that no one would be able to notice the change.

Pushing open the door, the cabin doors on both sides were open, and a few passengers were carrying their luggage, preparing to return to Gold Coin No. 9.

"What's wrong? I just felt that something was wrong with you. Are you feeling unwell?"

Eli's voice suddenly sounded from the side, and Phil Gray realized that this partner had been outside his door, leaning against the next door.

"I'm sorry to have made you worry. I just completed the Motto of the God of Death and made a breakthrough." Phil Gray responded with an apologetic smile.

“Ah?” Eli pulled the corner of his mouth, “Okay, you’re amazing. I shouldn’t be surprised if you suddenly become a god one day.”

"Haha, that's not the case." Phil Gray shook his head, and then he remembered Eli's familiarity with the Church of the Dead, so he asked in a consulting manner, "Do you know what sacrifices the followers of the God of Death usually use to summon the dead?"

Eli had a surprised expression on his face, "You're asking me, a believer in the God of Life?"

"Don't pretend, you must know the answer, tell me now, the skill I got this time is related to summoning the undead, but it requires sacrifices. Is the sacrifice food? Treasure?"

Eli squatted down, knocked on the wooden plank, and said with a smile, "Perhaps you can offer this ship as a sacrifice?"

"Then the Commercial Church must regard me as an enemy, right?" Phil Gray said helplessly, "Do you mean that anything can be used as a sacrifice?"

"Yes, after all, everyone has something they like, and so does every undead. You offer your socks as a sacrifice, maybe some undead will like them?" Eli laughed.

"Okay, when you reach the Abyss of the Dead, I will sacrifice my socks to summon you out."

"How do you know that I will choose to go to the Abyss of the Dead in the future? I am a believer in the God of Life!" Eli asked curiously.

Phil Gray suddenly fell silent. Yes, Eli was obviously a believer in the God of Life, so why did he subconsciously feel that he would go to the Abyss of the Dead in the future? Even though he knew a lot about the Church of the Dead, it was too unreasonable.

He rubbed his brows and said, "I don't know why I feel this way."

"Don't be such a pessimist. I have a strong faith and will not betray my god." Eli raised his eyebrows and turned to walk forward. "Okay, let's not block the road here. The passengers on the Gold Coin No. 9 who are going to Malu Island will have to move in later."

They walked through the cabins and around the restaurant, strolling leisurely.

"We will set off tonight. According to what the waiter said that day, it will take six days to reach Malu Island. We have already sailed the distance for two days, so it will probably take another four days," Phil Gray calculated.

"Oh, by the way, Bernie said that in order to welcome the new passengers, a dance party will be held in the ballroom on the third floor after sailing tonight. He invites us to attend. Do you want to go?" Eli stopped and asked.

Phil Gray raised his head and looked at the natural-style house in front of him. On it were written the words "Gold Coin Book House". It turned out that Eli's destination was the reading room on the ship.

But it suits him just fine.

"What's the point of a dance? Isn't this place much more interesting than a dance?" Phil Gray smiled and walked in.

"Huh? How did we get here?" Eli was a little puzzled. He didn't have a room map on the ship, and he was just strolling around casually and didn't expect to end up in the reading room.

Seeing Phil Gray's interest, he joked, "You don't still want to be a member of the Light of Wisdom? I think your love for books is about the same as those old guys."

"No, I just want to know more about the world of Weir, or some things related to the gods. After all, I have always been an ordinary person, and I lack knowledge in this area. I can't always be treated as a person without common sense by you, right?"

Phil Gray took a quick look and found that the collection of books in Gold Coin No. 3 was very rich, but there were a lot of books like "How to Become the Richest Man in the World in Weir" and "One Hundred Ways to Get Gold Coins", which were in line with the style of the Commercial Church.

"If you want to learn about the God-favored Ones in a systematic way, you can try to go to the church school and take a look." Eli's fingers stroked the books on the bookshelf and pulled out a book called "Secrets of the Life Church: Those Unknown Past Events". "Haha, this is really interesting. Why would a commercial church collect these?"

"Huh? Church school?" Phil Gray asked curiously.