Malone placed his claymore on the stone altar of the statue.
And the moment he did that, he instantly step back a few steps from it, knowing what comes next.
And as if one cue, the sword began to float in the air.
As the statue but for a moment, seem to suddenly have came life.
Malone looked at the thing with fear.
As he could see the level of this thing.
[Lesser Angel of Mourn: LVL 120]
'Yeah, this thing could easily wipe me out, sigh...servants of the New Gods are terrifying. But the Old Gods are a whole different level. The New Gods are basically just extremely powerful, high-level beings, either top-tier NPC in the high triple digits ie 300-500+ range, or literal manifestations of belief shaped by the collective unconscious with that kind of level from birth.'
Male said to himself.
However this thing will only attack the player if he had committed and act of R@pe, against a woman.
Or had abuse a woman, or has hurt children. It is why it is call an angel of Mourn. It mourns for those who succumb to such cruel fate.
And Malone personally speaking was not a fan of will non-consnsual sex.
Nor does he have the balls to abuse children, unless said children tries to take his life, or fuck him off in some way we're violence is the only justifiable means, then he defaults to fuck them kids mode instantly.
Also Malone does not abuse woman, or rather he believes in gender equality and if that is considered as abuse, then woman should be judge the same as well.
Because Malone would punch anyone... From a man to a woman that hits him.
These hands where rated E for everyone. And if being called a woman beater was the price for defending himself then tattoo that shit on his face right now.
Shit he will do it himself, just pass him the machine.
And being an elderly doesn't change anything either.
Your old ass is getting folded if you deserve it.
Either way.
As he stood twenty feet away from the stone altar. The statue came to life as it eyes open up, showing it golden eyes that glow menacingly.
The it looked down it's hand no longer in a praying motion at this point.
As the thing bend and grab Malone's sword, which look like a small needle in her hand.
She looked at the man before him, analyze him up from down, she tilted her head, and then she speak
"Well, this is a first... Never thought I would run into someone who could be both a bastard and a sweetheart in equal measure."
Malone's eyes open up in shocked. The reason being the fact that he has never seen one of these things talk in game.
Also this thing was most likely analyzing or reading his initial personality, that's how they judge a person charcther.
Yet this one did.
"You can talk?"
He asked bewildered by the sight of the lesser angel talking to him.
The angel chuckled at Malone suprise.
"Of course I can speak. I am an angel, not some mindless hunk of stone. This statue body of mines is just a shell, we lesser angels don't have personal physical forms like the higher tier ones."
"Sadly, it is for this reason we take what we can get as a vessel, I just lucked out when the church offered me this high level golem as an offering to me. But enough about me... You, on the other hand, is curious little thing indeed, freshly born, aren't you? Not even an hour old. A newborn Wonder, through and through."
"...What gave it way?"
Malone asked, to which the angel replied.
"Your level is only 3."
"...So you can see my level too, haha... How scary."
"Hmmm, why the hell are you suprise, you can do the same as well."
"..."
"..."
"...Fair point, I won't asked how you know that. However I didn't came here to talk, rather I just came for the Blessing of the Sould Womb. I want to turn my weapon into a Soulborne you see."
Malone said casually informing the angel before him who gave him a puzzle look.
Not because of his request, that was only natrual, but rather because of his weapon.
As she said while looking at blade in question with vivid disappointment.
"You need naught state the obvious."
The angel bluntly said to malone.
As she continued to speak.
"I know why you're here, why anyone would be apart from getting a blessing. It is obvious that you've heard of us angels before, haven't you?"
"Ha! You Wonders… past or present, have always been a curious breed. Mysterious, and love by the world itself. Guess that's the privilege of being its favorite."
"Still… are you truly set on turning this dull claymore into a Soulborne? I can sense a weak purity blessing clinging to it. Barely enough to trouble a lesser daemon, let alone anything above a class four monster. You're better off using it as a walking stick at this point."
The angel coldly commented, causing Malone to rub his head.
He knew that this blessing would be more beneficial to a stronger weapon.
However if he wants to speed run this world, he needs a good suitable sword.
Besides, he has no idea what kind of power this sword will awaken after it receives the Soul Womb Enchantment.
Which is a Higher Tier Divine Enchantment that grants life to weapon, armor, or object.
In layman terms giving a non-living thing a newly created soul with a unique power that has its own randomize skill tree that is unique to the enchanted items in question.
'Sigh... In-game, the sword you pick determines the power it holds, something preset by me, the lead programmer, and my team. But lore wise, It's all down to luck and skill. The only real advantage I carry is half-mastery as result of my Crest. So any weapon I touch, I start off at fifty percent absolute mastery, and no lower. Still, it's luck and mastery that shape your fate. And now that the game is reality... I've no doubt the world will bend to those rules.'
'The issue for me however, lies with Luck. It is a hidden stat, one that subtly bends reality to the player's will, shaped by their desires. Far too powerful to leave as something you can simply level up. So, we locked it behind three conditions.'
'First: marry one of the three Monster Queens, and impregnate her.'
'Second: slay one hundred lesser daemons, fifty greater ones, ten advanced-class daemons, and 1 Daemonic Champion.'
'Do that... and the Luck stat will awaken.'
Thinking about it, and seeing his current situation, Malone sighed as he rubbed his head in annoyance.
"Fuck...
He whispered to himself.
"...I really fucked myself over there hahaha... Sigh! What is down is down I guess."
"Oi Wonder, are you going to answer me or what?"
"Hmmm."
Malone said as he folded his hand, and begins to apologize.
"Yeah, sorry about that."
"Yes, I want you to enchant that Claymore, it's not the best weapon, but it is all I got."
The angel just nodded her head, and said.
"Very well, let's hope you have high luck and skill, our otherwise you will be leaving here disappointed."
With that the Angel of Mourn began to Enchant Malone's wepaon with her all.