Warhammer: Become a Saint Starting with the Banner of Souls

Qin Mo silently critiqued his new look in his mind.

Ok.

Okay.

Although it differed somewhat from his own aesthetic preferences—he originally preferred the ethereal and otherworldly feel—he had to adapt to local customs since he was going to live in this world.

[Image score: 92 points. Deduction: It is recommended to add a pair of light wing effects to enhance visual impact.]

"...That's too much." Qin Mo rejected it in his mind. "Light wings and all that are too flashy."

Okay, host preferences have been recorded.

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Just as Qin Mo finished his disguise, the slaughter on the battlefield continued.

Although those Chaos followers who received the blessing of Khorne had their soul power greatly enhanced, they were still fundamentally mortal.

Khorne's blessing can enhance their physical strength and make their souls more resilient, but it is no match for the ferocious spirits in the Banner of Souls who have been hungry for countless years.

It's still not enough.

There are far too many malevolent spirits. Moreover, their soul attacks are completely undefendable to mortals.

Moreover, the evil spirits discovered that these blessed souls tasted even better when they ate them.

The power of Khorne lingers in the souls of these believers, which to the malevolent spirits is like adding seasoning to an ordinary meal.

They ate even more happily.

The Chaos followers finally began to feel fear.

It wasn't the fear of death, but the fear of "having one's soul devoured."

They witnessed their companions not simply die after being touched by the golden spirit, but wither away instantly as if their bodies had been drained of all their energy, and then their souls were swallowed up by the golden spirit as if it were drinking juice.

What does this mean?

This means that after they die, their souls will not return to Khorne's side.

I will not become an eternal warrior beside the throne of the Blood God.

Instead, they were eaten by these golden spirits.

Disappeared completely.

For a Khorne believer, dying in battle is an honor. But the devouring of the soul is the true end.

Fear finally prevailed over fervor.

But they didn't have time to be afraid for long.

Because the nuns have arrived.

The chants swept across the entire battlefield like a tsunami.

Inspired to the extreme by the "miracle," the fighting nuns of the Martyred Sisters Order, led by the two elder nuns, launched a full-scale counterattack.

"In the name of the Emperor!!"

"Purify all heresy!!"

The nuns charged head-on into the chaotic battle line that had been ravaged by the evil spirits.

The roar of the explosive bullet.

The roar of the flamethrower.

The hiss of a chainsaw sword.

The hymns were loud and clear.

And the nuns' almost overflowing fanatical faith that erupted after witnessing the "miracle."

The power of faith even condensed into a faint golden light on their weapons; though weak, it was undeniably present.

When faith reaches a certain critical point, it can produce supernatural effects.

And now, every nun is standing on the edge of that critical point.

"kill--!!"

Brod's roar came from another direction.

The space wolf has finally arrived.

Jill led his squad to infiltrate from behind the forces of Chaos.

Besieged on all sides.

The soul was devoured by the evil spirit.

He was crushed head-on by the nun.

It was cut in from behind by a space wolf.

The Chaos followers were completely devastated.

The battle quickly devolved from fierce fighting into a one-sided massacre.

Less than ten minutes later, the last Khorne follower fell into a pool of blood.

The moment his soul left his body, it was swallowed by a golden, malevolent spirit, without even a chance to struggle.

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While the massacre was taking place, Qin Mo was not idle.

His goal is the remaining two skull masters.

The first one has already been pierced and destroyed by the golden rays, and the bloodthirsty demon spirit inside has been devoured by the Myriad Soul Banner.

Two units remain.

The two Skull Lords stopped their attack after the first one was destroyed. The great demon souls inside them sensed a deadly threat when the first one was instantly killed.

A threat powerful enough to annihilate them completely.

The two skull masters began to retreat, attempting to increase the distance between themselves and Qin Mo.

But how could Qin Mo let the prize he had in his mouth slip away?

Two golden rays shot out from the Myriad Souls Banner almost simultaneously, striking the core of the two Skull Masters with incredible speed and precision.

Two loud bangs.

Two fireballs.

The two demon engines collapsed with a crash.

At the very moment they fell, two extremely powerful souls were forcibly pulled from the shattered mechanical wreckage, struggling to escape back into the subspace.

But the suction force of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is like an abyss, irresistible.

The souls of the two bloodthirsty demons were absorbed into the Myriad Soul Banner.

The banner trembled slightly, then let out a satisfied burp.

Qin Mo felt the sudden increase in soul power within the Myriad Soul Banner. Although the souls of the three bloodthirsty demons had been weakened and imprisoned for countless years, their foundation was still formidable.

Their soul energy was more concentrated than all the Chaos Space Marines and mortal followers they had consumed combined.

Qin Mo nodded in satisfaction.

"good."

The quality of the Bloodthirsty Demon's soul is indeed far superior to that of mortals.

The Wanhun Banner ate happily.

Qin Mo was also very happy.

The more souls a great demon possesses, the stronger the Myriad Souls Banner becomes, the more powerful his trump cards become, and the more merit he can reap.

A virtuous circle.

Qin Mo withdrew the ferocious spirits he had released, and the golden light also dimmed somewhat.

The battlefield finally quieted down.

Qin Mo landed slowly.

The Emperor's Banner fluttered slowly behind him, its golden light scattering down.

Amidst the light, a figure with silver hair, golden eyes, and dressed in white robes and golden armor descended upon mortals like a living saint stepping out of a painting.

"thump--"

Genevieve was the first to kneel down.

She witnessed with her own eyes how the golden ray turned the Lord of the Skull into dust, how thousands of golden heroic souls surged out of the Holy Banner, and how those heroic souls devoured the souls of the Chaos Believers one by one.

This is not something an ordinary person could do.

This is something that even an ordinary psychic could not do.

This is a miracle.

The Emperor's Miracle.

And the man standing in the center of the golden light is the living saint who performs miracles.

"The Emperor's messenger..." Genevieve's voice trembled, "a living saint... the Emperor's living saint..."

"Thump, thump, thump—"

One by one.

The second elder sister, Eleanor, also knelt down, clasped her hands together, and bowed her head.

Then came the battle nuns.

Led by the two senior nuns, all the nuns who were still standing knelt down.

They faced Qin Mo as if he were a god.

Qin Mo stood there, watching this scene, his feelings quite complicated.

To be honest, back in the world of cultivation, he was someone who had received great respect.

Back when he was the leader of the heretical sects and roamed the area, the disciples of the small sects he conquered knelt before him, trembling and subservient.

But that kind of kneeling is out of fear.

The nuns' kneeling and worship now is because of their faith.

There was no fear in their eyes, only piety and ecstasy.

They believed from the bottom of their hearts that he was the living saint sent by the emperor to save them.

This feeling is indescribably strange.

It's also incredibly useful.