"Good evening," the man wrapped up in a shawl says.
Not breaking their stoic expressions, the two Senior priests reply.
"Good evening," is what Cassideus says.
"What brings you to our humble church?" asks Brutus.
"Oh, nothing much... I just wanted to ask for the goddess to receive my prayers, that's all," responded the man with a smile.
"Hmph," grunts Brutus. "Alright. Go ahead and meet with our brother near the statue. He will teach you the proper procedures taken when praying to our Holy Rebecca."
"Yes. Thank you." Showing his appreciation, he gives each senior priest a courteous bow.
They didn't accept it. With a sharp exhale from both of them, they take a step to the side and point towards Pluto's position. As the man walks towards him, Cassideus calls out to Pluto.
"Young Pluto: do you remember the proper procedures?"
"O-of course sir!" was his nervous reply.
Arriving in front of him, the man gives his greetings. "How does it go, Priest?"
"I-it is going fine... um?"
"'Mister.'"
"'Mister,' uh... what?"
"Just Mister."
"A-alright then. Mister, I will commence to show you the correct procedure when praying to Our Goddess Rebecca. Are you ready?"
"Of course," The man gave his simple reply.
"Well then." Young Pluto proceeded to give out his instructions, and the Mister followed as ordered. "First, you must get on your knees, and then sit down on your feet." The Mister followed the instructions. "Next you must bow your head down and clasp you hands together. Your fingers must be intertwined, like so."
"Like this?" asks the man, showing off his enlaced fingers.
"Y-yes." His nervousness still hasn't left him. After seeing the previous message, which he never has encountered in his months at the church, he couldn't help but be anxious.
Trying not to show his uncomfortable self, Pluto finishes his directions for the man. "Alright Mister. You may go ahead and pray to her Holiness above."
"Yes, thank you." And with that, Godspeed began to pray.
"Dear Goddess Rebecca above."
[Due to the nature of your class, you have been penalized for worshiping the wrong deity.]
[You have resisted.]
"I come to you for a favor.
Please, bless me in this final quest before my advancement. I'd really like it if everything would go well."
"Amen." And with the word signaling the end, Godspeed's aura started to change. A dark red energy seemed to seep out of him, completely rejecting the holy auras around him.
[You sense the power of the God of Destruction in close vicinity!]
'Crap! What is this guy!? Is he part of the Yatan Church!? Is he a servant? But I've never heard of one of them just KNOCKING at the church's doors!' The aura getting more and more suppressive, Pluto began to sweat profusely, his instincts telling him that he was in the presence of extreme danger.
The same went for the Seniors. Even the ever-smiling Cassideus was wearing the grimmest face that Pluto had ever seen.
'It seems that they're mumbling something... don't tell me? Are they casting a spell!?' Understanding the Priests mumbling words, he took it upon himself the job of distracting the man in front of him. To distract him, just long enough for those at the doors to prepare themselves.
"Pray to Rebecca for strength. He is not someone we can go against." Those words that the Seniors said seemed to ring true, with how desperate the situation has become.
'Please don't notice!' "A-alright, dear sir. I see that you've bid farewell to our beloved Goddess. Is there anything else that our church can help you with?"
"Oh yes. There actually is." Getting off his knees and bending over, Godspeed's right index finger proceeded to point towards the statue. "May I ask, if it isn't impudent; what material is this Statue made of?"
'That's an... odd question.' Trying not to seem unnerved, Pluto promptly gave his response.
"If I am correct, then then the statue should be made of marble or other similar blends."
"Mm." As if completely attracted to it, Godspeed put his finger on the cold, smooth marble. "Yes, it seems that you're correct. What a great choice of material." Sliding his finger up and down the statue, all three Priests became more and more nervous. The reason? Every time that Godspeed moved his finger, the energy around his hand became denser and denser, as if it were converting into a solid mass.
Too disturbed to let the foolery continue, Brutus let his discomfort be heard.
"Mister, I would apreciate it if you cou----!"
"Demolish."
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"Demolish."
With the incantation of that one skill, the 6-meter-tall pure marble standing in front of Godspeed completely obliterated itself. Large and small chunks alike of the stone flung everywhere, the previous goddess depicted there nowhere to be seen.
For a brief second, the whole church entered a somber silence. Yes, everything was still.
For one second.
"Damn you Yatan bastard! Eat this! Holy Missile!" screamed out the furious Brutus.
With the cylindrical beam rocketing towards him, Godspeed quickly jumped out of the way, rolling across the floor towards the wall.
But he wasn't out of danger yet.
"Don't forget about me! Holy wave!"
As if gesturing a under-handed throw, Cassideus threw a wave of bright light flash-floods towards God's stopping point.
'Shit.'
Taking the brunt of the Holy magic cast by a Level 200 priest, God and the wall behind burst out into the shining outside.