Warhammer: Become a Saint Starting with the Banner of Souls

Chapter 82 Maximizing Merit Output

All the defensive cannons on the city wall opened fire at the same instant.

The Earthshaker spoke first; it was a giant, stationary cannon, each with a barrel several meters long.

Orange-red flames spewed from the cannons, and huge shells streaked across the sky, crashing into the charging crowd.

Boom, boom, boom.

Each shell that landed created a crater tens of meters in diameter, leaving nothing behind in the center.

Around the crater, shockwaves and shrapnel tore more people apart and threw them into the air.

But the wave of people didn't stop.

The people behind continued to rush forward, stepping over the corpses of those in front.

Laser cannon arrays followed closely behind, with hundreds of bright laser beams shooting out from the city walls.

Each laser beam can penetrate dozens of people in a straight line.

When a human body is exposed to a laser, it will either be burned through or evaporate instantly.

The cannons, the most common artillery in the Empire, were now firing wildly, with dense shells raining down on the charging crowd, creating a continuous series of explosions.

On the city wall, heavy bomb guns, heavy laser guns, automatic cannons, and all the heavy infantry firepower opened fire simultaneously.

A barrage of bullets stretched between the city walls and the charging soldiers; any life attempting to cross this iron curtain would be torn to shreds in an instant.

But chaos never cares about casualties.

Even with hundreds of thousands of people charging forward and countless people falling every second, those behind continued to charge.

One row was knocked down, and another row rushed in.

Fill the gaps with human lives, pave the way with corpses—this is the most effective tactic of chaos.

Use cannon fodder to deplete the defenders' ammunition.

These ordinary cannon fodder, though numerous, are not the ones who truly put pressure on them.

What truly puts pressure on everyone are the steel behemoths slowly advancing behind the cannon fodder.

Qin Mo hovered above the city wall and clearly saw the way the Titans advanced.

The Cursed Weapon led the way, its void shield shimmering with a ghostly blue light.

That layer of light enveloped the entire massive machine, and all the firepower fired from the city walls vanished upon hitting that dark blue barrier.

That is the Void Shield, one of the Empire's most advanced defensive technologies.

The principle is to utilize the characteristics of subspace to create an interface in real space. Any object that collides with this interface at high speed will be transferred into subspace.

Qin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, his divine sense carefully scanning the void shield, and he clearly sensed the operating principle of the void shield.

It is an extremely sophisticated space technology. When a high-speed object collides with this transition layer, the kinetic energy triggers a transfer effect in the transition layer.

The object, along with its energy, is transferred into subspace.

The faster the speed, the stronger the transfer effect; the slower the speed, the weaker the transfer effect.

This is why, in space warfare, both the Imperial Navy and the Chaos Fleet choose to board Void Shield.

Because boarding torpedoes are much slower than actual cannonballs, they can penetrate the void shield and deliver the infantry inside directly to the enemy ship.

"This shield is indeed ingenious; it can even use spatial technology to transfer attacks to subspace."

He muttered to himself, "However, I'd like to try and see if this Void Shield can redirect my attacks."

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Based on his understanding of the laws of space, the transfer effect of the Void Shield is essentially a reaction to the kinetic energy of matter.

Strictly speaking, the spiritual attacks of cultivators are neither matter nor entirely energy.

It is a supernatural force that lies somewhere in between.

Whether the Void Shield is effective against spiritual attacks is an unknown that has never been verified.

Qin Mo was 80% certain that the Void Shield couldn't block his spiritual power, but he didn't choose to verify it now.

The reason was simple: it wasn't the right time yet. He turned his head slightly and glanced at the soldiers fighting on the city wall, who were still shouting that Kadia would stand firm.

Qin Mo knew that the amount of merit produced was directly proportional to the intensity of faith.

The intensity of faith is directly proportional to the intensity of emotion.

The most intense emotions don't come when things are going smoothly, but rather when you escape from a desperate situation.

First, let them feel the pressure, let them feel the fear, let them feel, "It's over, I really can't take it anymore."

Then, in the most desperate moment, he stepped in and turned the tide.

At that time, the eruption of faith will be nuclear-level.

This is the pig-raising tactic: fatten them up first, then slaughter them.

Of course, it's not about killing these soldiers, but about killing their faith.

However, raising pigs is one thing, but you can't actually let the pigs die, because if the believers die, they won't generate any merit.

Therefore, during the fattening process, he had to ensure that no one actually died, or at least not too many people died.

Thus, Qin Mo began his precise wet nurse mode.

"boom."

A high-explosive shell fired from a Chaos Titan cannon flew over the city wall's defenses and struck a group of Astragalus soldiers who were loading ammunition.

The soldiers were completely unaware of what was happening; they were still bending down to load shells into the cannon, oblivious to the fact that death was imminent.

"Smack."

A hand appeared out of thin air and flicked it lightly, instantly forming a golden spiritual energy shield above the soldiers' heads.

The high-explosive shell shattered upon impact with the gold shield.

The flames from the explosion were completely blocked by the protective shield; the soldiers only felt a heat on the top of their heads.

Looking up, a layer of golden light was slowly dissipating, and where the light disappeared, a figure had vanished.

"He is—he is a living saint—"

A young soldier, his voice trembling.

"The Emperor is above, and it is the living saint who saved us."

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The other soldiers gradually came to their senses.

"The living saint is with us!"

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"Keep loading! For the Emperor!"

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On the other side of the city wall, a Warhound-class Titan was using its Vulcan Giant Bomb Gun to suppress a section of the defensive line on the city wall.

On that section of the city wall, a group of Cardia soldiers were firing.

The shells whistled in and flew straight toward the soldiers.

"It's over."

That was the only thought that flashed through their minds. Then, a hand reached out from the void and gently touched the shells, instantly disintegrating them with spiritual power.

The soldiers were deeply moved as they watched the golden figure appear out of thin air and then vanish in an instant.

They would appear here and there along the entire eastern defense line.

They blocked a shell on one side and caught several falling soldiers on the other.

He moved with incredible speed and unpredictable movements. Often, just as the soldiers realized they were about to die, Qin Mo's figure would already be on the other side of the battlefield.

Each time he made a move, it would trigger a frenzied shout among the nearby garrison.

"A living saint!"

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May the Emperor protect us!

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"The living saint is with us!"

Merit also increases continuously during this process.

Qin Mo didn't actually put in any effort to fight those Titans; he was just rescuing people.

Plant a seed in the heart of every soldier: that a living saint is protecting us.

But even a living saint is not omnipotent; the enemy is too strong, and even a living saint struggles.

We must fight even harder to live up to the protection of the living saint.

This atmosphere, where living saints are desperately trying to protect us but also facing great difficulties, is precisely the best breeding ground for faith to ferment.

We must not let them feel completely invincible, otherwise they will become complacent.

We also can't let them feel hopeless, or they'll break down.

They need to remain in a state where there is still hope, but they need to fight desperately.

In this way, the intensity of faith will continue to rise, and the output of merit will be maximized.