Warhammer: Become a Saint Starting with the Banner of Souls

Soul Searching Technique—this is an auxiliary divine ability that Qin Mo had already mastered to its peak before reaching the Mahayana stage.

In the Xuanhuang Realm, he mainly used this supernatural power to confirm whether the target was truly a heinous criminal, so as not to mistakenly take the soul of an innocent person.

In the world of cultivation, the Soul Searching Technique is often accompanied by extreme pain, ranging from turning someone into an idiot to causing their brain blood vessels to burst on the spot.

But Qin Mo is a peak Mahayana stage cultivator standing at the pinnacle of the cultivation world, and his control over his divine sense is already incredibly profound.

Moran felt a slight tingling sensation in his head, which was even somewhat comfortable, as if someone was giving him a head massage.

Three breaths later, Qin Mo withdrew his finger.

Moran shook his head and found that apart from feeling slightly dizzy, he was completely unharmed.

Next, Qin Mo rapidly read through the memories of all the Star Guardian soldiers present.

When the fragments of the thirty-seven people came together, combined with some basic information provided by this so-called system, a vast picture slowly unfolded in Qin Mo's mind.

He closed his eyes and silently processed this information.

First—the name of this world.

From the soldiers' knowledge, Qin Mo learned that this was a vast star field known as the Milky Way.

Humanity has established a vast empire spanning millions of planets—the Empire of Man—created by a supreme being known as the Emperor.

But this emperor has been sitting on something called the Golden Throne for ten thousand years, in a state between life and death.

Qin Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.

He sat there for ten thousand years? Isn't that meditation? And to be able to build such a vast empire, this emperor's cultivation level must be quite high.

Secondly—subspace.

This is a chaotic dimension that exists parallel to the real world, composed of the emotions and soul energy of living beings.

In the warp, four extremely powerful beings were born—Khorne, Nurgle, Slaanesh, and Tzeentch, known as the Chaos Gods.

They feed on souls and emotions, and command countless demonic minions.

Qin Mo's eye twitched slightly. These four were probably the four wills he had sensed earlier.

Four beings who feed on souls? Aren't these just four super evil cultivators who travel with me?

Again—Cardia's predicament.

Kadia is one of the Empire's most important fortress worlds, located directly opposite the Eye of Terror, and is known as the Imperial Gate.

For ten thousand years, it has been the first line of defense against the invasion of chaos.

And now, Abaddon, the most powerful champion of Chaos, is leading his thirteenth Black Crusade, attacking the planet with unprecedented power.

The entire planet is in grave danger.

Finally—his own location was an outpost on the defensive line called Kraf Bastion.

Qin Mo opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.

He looked down at the Myriad Souls Banner in his palm, where the souls on its surface were churning joyfully—since devouring those thousand demons, the banner's surface had become even darker and more intense.

One could even vaguely see four different colors of soul light intertwining and flowing on the banner surface; that was the negative emotional energy unique to warp demons.

"The souls of these demons..." Qin Mo exclaimed in admiration as he sensed the changes within the Myriad Soul Banner.

"It's like a gift from heaven. Compared to these demons, the souls of those evil cultivators in the Xuanhuang Realm are like bland, tasteless soup."

That's normal. No matter how evil the evil cultivators in the cultivation world are, they are still human beings after all, and negative emotions only account for a portion of their souls.

These warp demons are themselves formed from pure negative emotions.

For the Myriad Soul Banner, this is the finest ingredient.

Qin Mo was marveling at the pleasing appetite of the Myriad Souls Banner when suddenly his divine sense stirred.

He suddenly looked up, his gaze fixed on the northwest direction.

The earth was shaking.

Long——Long——Long——

Moran's expression changed instantly.

His grip on the chain-bladed sword tightened abruptly: "Brothers, prepare for battle! That tremor... it wasn't from demons. It was from armored forces."

"Armored forces?" Qin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

His divine sense extended northwestward and quickly detected the approaching figure—

The first thing that entered my consciousness was a group of beings whose size far exceeded that of ordinary humans.

They are at least 2.5 meters tall and their bodies are covered in heavy power armor.

In Qin Mo's perception, the vitality of these beings far exceeded that of the Star Realm soldiers he had encountered before, and they had almost reached the level of the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

Of course, this only refers to physical fitness.

Behind these colossal armored warriors followed a large number of infantry and heavy vehicles—vehicles with grotesque and twisted shapes, covered with various unsettling runes and fleshy growths, exuding a strong warp aura.

And in the sky further back—

Qin Mo's brows furrowed suddenly.

A dozen or so huge flying objects appeared in the sky.

Their appearance is very similar to the legendary dragons, with bodies cast in metal, wings that are a fusion of machinery and flesh, and huge mouths that constantly spew out flames from the subspace.

Each flying object contains a powerful demonic soul, driving this half-mechanical, half-flesh body to soar through the air.

"That's..." Moran's face had turned pale. "Hell Dragons! And the traitorous Astartes! By the Emperor, it's a traitorous army!"

Qin Mo ignored Mo Lan's exclamation.

His attention was drawn to something else—in his mind, the golden system screen suddenly lit up on its own, and a new prompt popped up:

[System notification: The host has encountered an unknown hostile force.]

[The host can spend 1000 merit points to unlock the encyclopedia function. The encyclopedia will automatically record the people, creatures, factions, and things the host has seen, along with their information. Unlock now?]

[Current Merit Points: 14808 / Consumption: 1,000]

Qin Mo raised an eyebrow.

"You can talk?"

[Yes, host. 】

The system replied, as if it were a grumpy but functional spirit.

Qin Mo thought for a moment. Since the merit points had only recently been deposited into his account, it wouldn't hurt to take out a thousand to test the waters.

"Unlocked."

[The encyclopedia feature is now unlocked! Scanning targets within the current field of view... Scan complete.]

[Three new illustrations have been added to the encyclopedia.]

In an instant, three pieces of information appeared out of nowhere in Qin Mo's mind.

[The Legion of Word Bearers]

Category: Defected Astartes Legion

Faction: Chaos Without Division

Brief Introduction: The former Seventeenth Legion under the Emperor. Its genetic prototype is Loka, a fanatic who has been enthusiastic about religious worship since childhood.

After the Emperor clearly stated, "I am not a god, don't worship me," Loka, in a fit of anger, turned around and worshipped the four Chaos Gods—arguably the largest "fan to hater" event in the galaxy.

Special skills: Religious rituals, demon summoning, missionary work, building altars on the battlefield (yes, they even preach while fighting).

[Combat Strength Assessment: Individual combat strength is below average within the rebel legion, but their demon summoning ability is extremely troublesome. A single Word Bearer Dark Apostle can open warp rifts on the battlefield to summon a large number of demonic reinforcements.]

[Threat Level: Low to Host. Negative to the Myriad Souls Banner (Note: "Negative" here means a reverse threat, meaning the existence of this force has a significant positive effect on the Myriad Souls Banner. The more demons they summon, the more the Myriad Souls Banner benefits. The host is advised to make good use of this.)]

Alpha Legion

Category: Defected Astartes Legion (Uncertain)

Faction: Chaos (questionable) / Empire (questionable) / Third Party (questionable) / Unknown (highly probable)

Brief Introduction: The Twentieth Legion, formerly under the Emperor, was comprised of Alpharis and Omega as its Primarchs. Yes, two Primarchs, unique among the twenty Legions. The Legion's most distinctive characteristic is—no one knows which side they are truly on. Not even themselves.

[Specialties: Infiltration, deception, intelligence warfare, undercover work, counter-undercover work, counter-counter-undercover work, leaving everyone (including readers) completely confused. It is said that every soldier in the Alpha Legion claims to be Alpharis, leading to a situation where no one knows the real Alpharis's whereabouts, or even whether he is still alive.]

[Combat Strength Assessment: Individual combat strength is below average among Space Marines. They excel at coordinated operations and tactical deception, often launching fatal attacks from unexpected locations. However, on the front lines, they prefer to let others (such as the Word Bearers' demons) charge first, while they provide fire support and tactical command from the rear.]

[Threat Level: Low for Host. The legion's behavior is unpredictable; vigilance is advised. Also, if the host hears someone shouting "I am Alpharis" during combat, please ignore it, as everyone shouts that.]

Hellfire Dragon (Demon Engine)

Category: Demon Engine / Cyborg Demon Vehicle

Faction: Chaos

Synopsis: By forcibly stuffing a warp demon into the wreckage of a fighter jet and then fusing the two using dark mechanics—congratulations, you've obtained a Helldrax. This demonic engine combines the robustness of machinery with the madness of a demon, making it the most common aerial strike weapon used by the Chaos forces.

[Specialties: Aerial assault, fiery breath. Its metal claws can easily tear through the armor of Imperial main battle tanks. For ground infantry, the Hellwing is a nightmare.]

[Weakness: Its core remains a bound demon. If the demonic soul within can be directly targeted, the mechanical body will immediately lose its power source and crash. In other words—this is the target of the Myriad Soul Banner.]

[Threat Level: To the host—Very Low. To the Myriad Soul Banner—Sweet Spot.]

After reading the three illustrations, Qin Mo couldn't help but twitch his lips.

What's wrong with the writing style of this system? This supposedly merit-based sainthood system is written like a street storyteller?

However, the intelligence itself is indeed useful.