Somehow Gnarlo had caught up to him, so they entered the depths of the temple with greed on their minds. Whatever fear Gnarlo felt was completely offset by what he witnessed… even if he brought both of his trolls, they would have died before they even made it through the horde of undead.
Jintha caught up a couple minutes after as they were trying to make out the art on the walls of the desecrated temple.
It felt familiar to Jintha, like she saw it in a book before… her scholarly side took over.
She was about to touch the wall when Maro threw the amulet at her and said
"here I got this off the dumb orc, I cleansed the aura of undeath… I'm not sure what this amulet does but it is reacting to my holy magic."
She looked at the markings on the amulet intensely… "no way" she muttered as Maro and Gnarlo kept walking.
Maro kept Consecrated Ground active the entire time, the aura of undeath still wasn't completely cleansed. Gnarlo was pissed he didn't have holy magic, he was afraid to touch anything…
"I think I know what this temple is…" Jintha told the men
They were idiots and were only semi-curious only looking for treasure
"This is an original temple of the Holy order… from before the time of the demon invasion and before the Great Hero established the Unity Kingdom" She couldn't believe it herself
"Every temple that the modern Holy order operates is either a newly built knockoff or an older temple that has been completely re-built to reflect the Unity Kingdoms teachings"...
"There is not one depiction of anyone that isn't someone from the order races here… in fact the depictions at the beginning of the temple depicted Orcs, Goblins, Beast men of all sorts being slain."
Gnarlo laughed "haha the ancients knew better than us… fucking disgusting savages shouldn't be living around us…"
Maro's attention had been peaked… was his holy power racist by nature? He was suddenly pondering the Deity again… was it her that locked his class choice or someone else.
"What kind of spells do Goblin priests cast? If they don't have an affinity to holy magic?"
Jintha replied "calling them priests is just a formality… it's their version of a priest aka Shamans and Witch Doctors… They just call them priests but they don't use holy magic."
Stupid, Maro thought
"Whats next, they'll let in Necromancers…"
They kept exploring…
No treasure, just dumb art going on and on
Maro was now studying it as well
The murals basically depicted the Order races and the original Holy order cleansing the land of everything…
And then they came to the end of the grand hall and looked at the pair of massive ornate doors… It wouldn't budge… Maro was going to use his Maul to blow it open…
"Wait… try infusing the handle with holy energy Maro…" Jintha pondered
The doors sucked in the holy energy and released it again when it opened.
They all were shocked…The necromancer had never managed to defile this room, it had been protected for who knows how long…
Gold, gold everywhere… the Altar in the middle had Gold ceremonial Candle holders, bowls, holy order symbols, even the cloth cover on the altar was gold thread…
Behind the altar was a beautiful statue of Marble and gold inlay of the most beautiful women to ever exist… must be the original Goddess of the Holy Order. Maro thought as he was trying to touch the golden nipple on the nude statue.
"Bring me up there, I want to see…"
While Maro and Gnarlo were ogling the riches and the statue…Jintha went to the golden threaded tapestry, behind it all and stood shocked… "this will start a war…" she muttered
"Huh" they both looked at her and then the giant tapestry
"WOOOAH, I fucking knew it. Those fucks all need to be killed, Kadrin would appreciate art like this" Gnarlo steamed
The mural depicted that all species with intelligence that brought them trouble were created by demons…Orcs, Goblins, Beastmen and other unidentified demon species. Orcs and Goblins came from the same giant looking Orc Demon, Beastmen came from multiple different beast demons…
No depiction of Elves or Trolls… Maro and Gnarlo sighed in relief
On the other side of the Demon origin tapestry was the Order race Tapestry… It depicted the Three races in a triangle worshipping three different aspects of the Goddess…
"War is right, hahaha… by the way Jintha, do we know her name"
She shook her head, "everything just refers to her as the creator…"
Gnarlo had climbed to the top of the statue somehow and was trying to see if the solid gold hair would come off when he noticed that there was an indent on the neck of the statue… it seemed to resemble the amulet.
"Maro, Jintha, the amulet fits here… Maro you put in here, you're the one with the holy magic… I don't want to get zapped" he mumbled
Maro grabbed the amulet from Jintha
Grabbed the marble arm of the statue and pulled himself up on the statue base, he was eye to eye with the statue for a moment…
"Don't worry, this one won't bite" Gnarlo laughed at Maro and Jintha
Maro placed the amulet over the neck of the statue and suddenly a soft white light rippled from the statue… all the ancient candles lit up with light… not with fire but with a holy flickering. Golden yellow tears started falling from her eyes.
[Demon kill count has been met]
For Maro the room got brighter and brighter until he couldn't see anything, yet somehow his eyes weren't hurting…
He heard a voice speaking "I remember… I remember…"
Fuck it was the fucking deity, he would remember her sexy voice from anywhere
The deity continued "I don't have much time, this is the only temple that has been cleansed and dedicated to me again… I still think you are a degenerate… but now you must help me to save this world"
"I will make you my champion, I will empower you to cleanse my world of this filth, wage holy war in the creator's name!"
And just like that the light poofed
[Secondary Class Specialization unlocked]
[Knight Templar - Crusader] - You wage holy war in service to the Goddess of Creation and spread her worship wherever you go. You have been directly blessed to lead this new order… Maro the Liberator… Maro the Crusader… Maro the Racist.
[Skill unlocked] - [Angel's Wings] you grow wings of holy light, allowing you to fly as long as your energy lasts
[Skill unlocked] - [Smite] A holy beam of light strikes your target from above, empowered by the creator to burn away evil
His clothes felt tight again… he stretched the light leather to its maximum. It felt like he gained another 10 cm of height and a bunch more muscle. He was now on par with the largest Orcs… he was a human giant… He could wield his great maul with one hand if he wanted to now…
He felt… strong… but also a bit horny as he had been holding on to the statue's tits the entire time.
Gnarlo and Jintha were on the floor peacefully sleeping… unconscious.
Maro with a grin, wanted to try something… so he infused holy energy directly into the nipples of the statue.
He heard moaning in his head… the deity… she definitely made some hot asmr… Boom he was blown away from the statue with a force of light
Never do that again, he heard in his mind and it dissipated.
"HA HA, I got you!"
The deity pissed off at his celebration blasted him with her own smite and then receded from the realm to go over her returned memories and recover in peace.
Maro was blown to the floor again, still with a smile… but he didn't want to push it… He was just a giant sex addicted, alcoholic, meathead… so no change he thought haha.
Maro was racist… but it wasn't like it was his job… and now he has to lead a holy war… Great, all work and no fun…
If Maro could break down the time he spent in the future it would be ideally, 40% sex, 40% alcohol, 19% fighting and killing Green fucks and then 1% spreading the Goddesses message…
"Smite me if you don't like it" he said outloud wincing in anticipated pain… nothing happened… A deal's a deal Goddess, he thought.
He sat down and waited for the two gnomes to wake up.