No one knows the identity of the Saint before the Goddess does. Before being chosen as the Saint, she might have come from the Church, from the Southern Kingdom, the daughter of a Grand Duke, a princess of a certain nation, or perhaps simply the daughter of a fisherman.

This has been the case for every Saint throughout history.

The current Saint is still a blank slate, knowing nothing. To face the crises and challenges ahead, she needs to accumulate knowledge, be tempered by battle, and develop greater foresight and independence.

Thus, the Saint needs to be tempered, and those who accompany her during that long journey of training are—the "Saint Sisters."

But...

This generation of Saint Sisters seems even more powerful than the Demon King himself?

...

They're all loyal when you talk about it, but they won't go when you ask. This statement perhaps best reflects the reality of the Warhammer world.

It contains so much passion and romance between men, but even more so, endless despair.

Zhou Bin, this unlucky fellow, simply joined a Warhammer 40K fan group by chance, watched a few short videos recommended by them, and, following their advice, reluctantly shouted a few words of loyalty in the group. Before he knew it, he had been transported to the world of Warhammer 40K.

He became one of the countless ordinary people in this world, and how will he struggle to survive in this universe full of malice towards humanity?

(Just for fun, don't criticize if you don't agree) Li Chang'an is the most steadfast cultivator in the world of immortal cultivation. His lifelong pursuit is to achieve immortality through seclusion, never causing any trouble. However, he's struck by a multi-dimensional live broadcast system, forcing him to demonstrate his power to countless dimensions. Fearful of death, he's forced to replace his live broadcasts with the most basic cultivation knowledge. He explains "Basic Breathing Techniques," demonstrates "One Hundred Ways to Draw a Cleansing Talisman," shares "One Hundred Tips for Avoiding Danger"... He simply wants to appease the system, collect his rewards, and continue to hide. Little does he know that what he considers mundane basics are, to the powerful in other worlds, supreme secrets that lead directly to the Great Dao! The talismans he casually draws are revered as divine scrolls in the magical world; the breathing techniques he teaches sanctify the body of a wasteland youth; and the avoidance techniques he teaches are revered as the highest tactical guide by the interstellar fleet. Unknowingly, countless geniuses and powerful figures from countless dimensions have become his devoted followers, constantly breaking through by "imagining" his every word. When Li Changan was finally forced to leave the mountain gate, he discovered that... The mighty swordsman in front of him was actually the top player in his live broadcast room; the Lich King who commanded the undead army behind him was actually his class representative; even the old man selling candied haws on the roadside ascended to heaven by listening to his lectures! Li Changan: "I said all this was a misunderstanding, do you believe it?" This is a story about a "strongest master" who desperately wants to be low-key, but is always imagined to be invincible by his disciples.

Cultists infiltrate my house, and the SAN value goes berserk (1-330).

Author: Bronze Endorsement Scholar Date: 2022-04-28

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"To create an evil god, you must first give him super high wisdom, powerful **, and ...... of superb combat skills

"No, no, no!"

"None of this is the most important thing, for the evil gods, there is nothing more important than the ancient and terrifying decaying civilization."

Chen Feng, who inherited the grocery store, bound the Cthulhu civilization.

What's even more terrifying is that with just a few carriers, Chen Feng can summon the Outer Gods and the Old Rulers to descend on this planet.

A pot of flowers serves as a carrier to summon black goat cubs.

A tank of fry serves as a carrier to summon deep divers.

A cigarette serves as a carrier, summoning a nameless mist.

Overnight, this grocery shop became a place of death that countless people feared.

At this moment, a cultist came uninvited.

He carried destruction and death with him, but when he entered the door, the cultists completely collapsed.

The body is distorted, the eyes are bleeding, the spirit is mutated, and the soul is disintegrated......

Cultist: If I'm guilty, kill me instead of torturing me like this!

Before the Grand Imperial City of Sol, the Southern Duchy's regal princess, Inanna Augusta, renowned for her iron-fisted ways, gritted her teeth as she clutched the shreds of her dress that barely covered her vitals, revealing the shattered silver armor beneath, creating a startling scene. She gazed at the screaming, wielding weapons of goblins, orcs, dark elves, barbarians, and imps... and pleaded, "Warriors, why have you come to this?" "Waaaaaaaaaa!!" "The Blue Heaven is dead, the Yellow Heaven reigns!" "The world belongs to the Wings of the Abyss!" "The Abyss nobility reigns!" "Damn it, who touched my ass?" Then, a gust of black wings covered the sky. Levis, the Wings of the Abyss, the last true dragon lord, protector of the abyss, driver of the cancer of the world, the sinful black dragon, said helplessly, "When did I ever say I would conquer the world?"

One hundred million people around the world have awakened their superpowers.

And I'm just an ordinary high school student.

Until one day, I was possessed by a god.

And there were seven of them at once...

[Comprehensive Network, Farming Style, Slow Life, All-Heaven Instances] We have successfully connected you to the Multiverse Comprehensive Game Network (abbreviated as "Comprehensive Network"). We are loading version information... The current "Comprehensive Network" version is: Legacy of the World Tree v8.05 Limited Edition - A Comfortable Life in the Blessings of Mother Earth. Restrictions: This version is limited to players of races with a specialization in farming or a related bloodline. 1. Reduced XP gain from killing, but increased gain from professional actions and training. 2. Each player receives a small, independent world, the size of which scales with their level, where they can develop farmland, pastures, and other facilities for farming. 3. Transactions on the Comprehensive Network are restricted in this version. While some products have increased returns, others may be blocked. PS: Hurry and farm! My army is starving. —Warlord - Hillwei is optimistic about your harvest...

Ancient martial arts grandmaster Yuan Hanshuang, with a blink of her eyes, found herself in the interstellar era.

In this interstellar world, there were no mechas or supernatural abilities, only individuals gifted with psychic power.

From flora and fauna to magical beasts, insect races, mechanical life forms, and even dragons and angels existing solely in human fantasies—they all transcended the limits of imagination, becoming manifestations of human psychic power.

Yuan Hanshuang’s psychic manifestation took the form of an ordinary koi fish.

This koi fish had no other abilities, was weak and helpless, but it had caused her insatiable appetite, adding insult to injury for her already impoverished family.

Since awakening her manifestation, Yuan Hanshuang’s life hit rock bottom, and even having a full meal became a luxury.

In order to eat her fill, she has to work hard and step on everyone else, fighting to make a living.

Many years later, the strongest interstellar being rides a colossal Kun fish, obscuring the sky, as she roam the starry sea, returning to her alma mater for an interview.

The students eagerly pass the microphone: “Great one, how did you evolve your spiritual manifestation into an ancient Mythical beast?”

Yuan Hanshuang remains silent for a while, then says, “In the beginning, I just wanted to have a decent meal.”

Then one meal turned into billions, she ate her fill, and grew stronger.

The first thing Costa Ries did after transmigrating was to top the police department's wanted list. Worse still, the "Tribunal," the supernatural organization the original owner had served, planned to eliminate him as a legacy issue. Fortunately, he possessed the ability to continuously level up by fulfilling contracts, and a reliable, wealthy female teammate. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lasted long in this godforsaken place. ...New Lund, the steam-powered capital of the Beside Empire, a metropolis where progress and decadence coexist. Here, if you don't want to become a subject of astral magic experiments or raw material for bio-alchemy, it's best to stay away from the unlit streets at night.

Being an Astartes isn't all about fighting and killing. To run a successful Chapter, one must also be worldly-wise and empathetic. Prejudices are as heavy as a mountain. Yet, the outside world's stereotypes about the Warhammer universe are always right. How can we build the Imperium of Mankind with these insects? We must build the Imperium of Mankind with these insects! From recruit to Chapter Master, a Space Marine will never admit to partial brain necrosis. Yet, from the Emperor to the Four Gods, the mighty powers of the Warp always want to make life easy for everyone. The holy God-Emperor once declared that he was not a god. Kaz Samar expressed complete indifference to the human gods' insistence on saying he wasn't a god. He kept saying, "Yes, yes, yes, I bow when I'm due, I kneel when I'm due." After centuries of hard work, Kaz finally became Chapter Master and was at his desk, writing his memoirs, attempting to record his eventful life for the Imperium. Then, a brash recruit barged into his room. "Chapter Master, promethium is half price in the next sector!" Alas, even the Imperium's demigods can't escape the chores of food, clothing, and daily necessities. He put down his personal memoirs and pulled out his chapter account book. Is there much in the bank? Not much.