Warhammer: Become a Saint Starting with the Banner of Souls

After the golden spirit was pierced by the axe blade, it did not even produce the slightest fluctuation, as if the axe had never existed.

"What—"

The berserker's pupils contracted.

Before he could react, the golden spirit had already crashed into his body.

It wasn't a physical collision, it was a collision of souls.

The Khorne Berserker's body stiffened abruptly.

His eyes widened, a look of pure, soul-deep terror reflected in his pupils, and then his soul was torn apart.

It was devoured alive by that golden, malevolent spirit.

His body went limp and he collapsed to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.

This scene was playing out simultaneously across the entire Chaos Front.

Thousands of golden spirits plunged into the ranks of the Chaos Cultists, who wielded chainsaw swords, chainsaw axes, and power gauntlets, frantically attacking the surrounding golden souls.

But it didn't work.

Physical attacks are ineffective against spirits.

This is the most basic point: the soul and matter exist on different levels of existence.

Mortal weapons, whether chainsaw axes or explosive bombs, cannot harm a pure soul.

Unless it is a specially blessed weapon or an attack with psionic effects.

The vast majority of these Khorne believers were just ordinary people.

They don't have psionic weapons.

There is no Blessed Blade.

All they had were chainsaws and blood.

A chainsaw cannot cut the soul.

Panic began to spread.

But Khorne believers are not ordinary people; their faith prevents them from running away in dire situations.

Their fanatical worship of the Blood God had penetrated to their very bones; death was not the end for them, but the final sacrifice offered to the Blood God.

So when physical attacks proved ineffective, they opted for another approach.

A way that belongs to believers.

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God!!"

A voice rang out first.

"Skull Offering Skull Seat!!"

A second voice is added.

Then came the third and the fourth.

Throughout the entire Chaos Front, all surviving Khorne followers simultaneously shouted this slogan:

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God!! Skull offering to the skull seat!!"

The sound was like thunder.

And at the very moment that slogan resounded across the battlefield, Qin Mo sensed it.

A force descended from a distant place, outside of our real universe.

That power, like an invisible red storm, enveloped every believer who shouted the slogan.

Their eyes began to redden, and their muscles swelled at a visible rate.

power.

The power that is bestowed upon us.

Qin Mo could clearly sense that the soul power of these Chaos Believers had increased.

It wasn't just a slight increase, but a considerable one.

Their souls became more "solid." The mortal souls, which were originally as thin as cicada wings, became much more resilient under the blessing of that red power.

Although it still couldn't withstand the attacks of the evil spirits, at least it was no longer so fragile that it would shatter at the slightest touch.

Qin Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.

"interesting."

"Shouting the slogan of an evil god can increase one's power?" he asked. "System, can people in this world gain power by shouting the slogan of an evil god?"

[To the host: The Four Chaos Gods are constantly watching the real universe. Calling upon the names of evil gods will indeed attract their attention.]

[But in this galaxy, countless people call upon the name of evil gods every day, and they don't respond to each one individually. They only respond to those they find interesting, bestowing so-called "blessings" to strengthen the believers.]

There are two reasons why this has taken effect: First, the evil gods are now focused on Kadia, the main battlefield of the Thirteenth Black Crusade, where the four Chaos Gods are paying close attention.

Secondly, the host's appearance attracted their attention. The sudden appearance of a being with unknown power, capable of devouring demons, on the battlefield was bound to pique the interest of the Four Gods. Therefore, Khorne responded to the call of his followers, wanting to see more of the host's trump cards.

Qin Mo's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I see."

"So, they can see me through their followers?"

[Theoretically, it is indeed possible. The Four Chaos Gods can perceive the real world through any being bearing the mark of chaos; the eyes of the believers are their eyes.]

While this perception isn't constant, when they actively focus on a particular area, they can indeed observe the target through the believer's senses.

Therefore, it is recommended that the host make some modifications to their appearance to prevent the evil gods from directly seeing their true form.

Although they can eventually determine the host's identity through the host's unique abilities, they should at least prevent the host's original appearance from being directly recorded by them.

[It would be best to prepare several "aliases." With the host's cultivation level at the Mahayana stage, changing one's appearance should be a piece of cake.]

[The current suggestion is for the host to directly create the physical appearance of a "living saint".]

Qin Mo nodded.

For a Mahayana cultivator, changing one's appearance is hardly even considered a "spell".

In the cultivation world, cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage can master basic disguise techniques, changing the shape and color of their facial features.

Once you reach the Golden Core stage, you can reshape your entire skeleton and muscles, becoming whatever you want to become.

Upon reaching the Mahayana stage, Qin Mo didn't even need to deliberately cast spells. It was just a thought.

The flesh and bones throughout the body began to silently reorganize.

At this moment, he was bathed in the golden light of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, so dazzling that no onlooker could look directly at his face.

Whether they were nuns or Chaos believers, they could only see a blurry golden outline—the perfect moment to change their appearance.

Qin Mo quickly conceived what a "living saint" should look like.

According to the information and illustrations provided by the system, most of the "living saints" who appeared in the history of the empire were female figures.

These living saints often have a holy appearance and a solemn demeanor, with wings of light spreading behind them and a flaming sword in their hands.

Qin Mo thought about it and decided to forget it; there were male saints after all.

He does not intend to undergo gender reassignment surgery.

And so, amidst the golden light...

Qin Mo's appearance began to change.

The jawline became more defined, the brow bone more prominent, and the color of the pupils changed from the original jet black to a deep gold.

His facial features were subtly adjusted to appear more "solemn" and "sacred," losing some of the sinister and treacherous nature characteristic of evil cultivators and gaining more of the compassion and majesty befitting a "saint."

The hair color changed from black to silver-white.

His clothes also changed, the black Taoist robe transformed into a long robe interwoven with white and gold, on which the imperial emblem and intricate scripture patterns appeared.

A gold belt was tied around his waist, and a short cloak covered his shoulders. It was pure white with gold trim and a huge imperial double-headed eagle embroidered on the back.

The entire transformation process takes no more than three seconds.

When the golden light subsided slightly, allowing outsiders to barely make out Qin Mo's outline, what appeared before everyone was a perfect "living saint" figure with silver hair, golden eyes, white robes, and golden armor, exuding a solemn aura as if he had stepped out of a holy statue.