The Emperor’s Angel of Death

After watching Malakin being carried away, Sosiang turned his gaze to the Hive Tyrant fighting Duran, his eyes behind the mask slightly narrowed as he slowly drew the Flame Sun Sword.

Suddenly, he felt a disturbance in the Force and turned his head to the side.

He saw twelve monsters with no hands or feet, only ugly heads, serpentine bodies, and bloated brain tissue, rising slowly and floating over with auras of electricity and psychic energy from the rear of the swarm.

The Hive Mind had noticed the sudden appearance of powerful psychic energy and sent out units to respond.

Sosiang turned around, took a few steps, and then transformed into a stream of light.

In an instant, Warrior Bugs, Executioners, Sword Bugs, and various creatures and beasts were split apart as if by an invisible blade.

As limbs and fragments flew into the air, a straight bloodstain more than two kilometers long appeared on the ground and in the swarm.

The Norn Emissaries lowered their heads simultaneously, standing before Sosiang, who held the Flame Sun Sword, his armor surrounded by bright silver flames.

With a roar, a vast amount of energy surged between them, forming an unprecedented pressure.

The dense psychic energy even distorted the surrounding space, and the surrounding temperature began to rise sharply.

The Tyranid remains were the first to be ignited, then the ground melted, and the psychic energy ignited into a ring of blazing fire.

It engulfed the rolling lava, forming a giant wave that crashed towards Sosiang, the intense stench of sulfur making it feel like being in a volcano.

The bright red light reflected on Sosiang's mask, gradually turning his frozen expression into anger, and then with a bang, the lava wave covered him—

However, the Norn Emissaries seemed to sense something and began to retreat and rise rapidly.

Crack!

Amidst a crisp cracking sound, an arm covered in black armor stretched out from the rolling lava.

Then, the suffocating heat seemed to be sucked into an endless black hole, and the surrounding air dropped from hundreds of degrees to tens of degrees below zero in an instant.

The lava also solidified into a huge obsidian hill at a visible speed.

Boom—

With a loud noise, the cooling rock, steaming with cold air, burst open, and Sosiang in black armor appeared in the billowing cold mist and smoke.

Then, the mask, frozen in an expression of anger, looked up at the Norn Emissaries slowly trying to get away in the sky.

He slowly raised his right arm, opened his palm, and clenched his fist.

Paji pu!

One Norn Emissary exploded like a smashed melon, its brains and carapace fragments splattering even tens of meters away onto other Norn Emissaries.

Then came the second, the third...

In a matter of seconds, the twelve Norn Emissaries were "pinched" to death one by one by Sosiang from a distance, like balloons being popped.

When he turned around and saw that the Tyrant had been beaten back by Duran, and its heavily armored Tyrant Guard had also suffered heavy casualties from the Phoenix Guard, tens of thousands of Tyranid corpses piled up into a small mountain, and were still accumulating rapidly.

Whoosh—

A strange whistling sound came from above Sosiang's head, and then three Void Raven fighters painted in platinum white sped past, heading straight for the surging swarm.

The huge Spore Mines and Biovores were still trying to fight back in vain, and the Tyranid flying units also tried to stop them, but the speed of the Void Raven was by no means comparable to that of biological creatures.

They flew directly above the Tyranid's large creatures, and then dropped six black dots.

The next second, the whole world dimmed for a breath, as if time had been drawn away for a second.

There was no movement, not even an explosion, but there were three huge impact craters on the ground large enough to fit a mountain.

Its surface and edges were extremely smooth, as if a god had used a spoon to "scoop" a piece of land out of the earth, along with hundreds of thousands of Tyranid units that were originally in those locations, disappearing without a trace.

This is the Void Raven's most terrifying weapon, the Void Mine.

The Void Mine requires detonating two extremely precise warheads, one a second earlier than the other.

The former does not cause direct damage, it simply establishes an energy field that resists internal impact like a bubble to protect the external space, while the latter stores the purest dark matter particles, which explode in the barrier created by the first explosion—releasing even a small amount of this dark matter in real space would have disastrous consequences, hence the need for the first missile's energy field, otherwise the dark matter implosion would not only destroy the enemy, but also destroy the Void Raven.

And everything inside the spherical energy field will be annihilated, leaving only a smoking hemispherical crater.

There is no physical defense against this kind of attack.

After dropping their bombs, the three Void Ravens quickly turned around and rushed towards another Tyranid bio-swarm.

Before running out of all the Void Mines, a squad like this could probably eliminate nearly a hundred million Tyranid units.

Sounds like a lot, but is it enough?

Sosiang recalled the scene when he first saw the Tyranids on the bridge of a Styx-class heavy cruiser named Ascendant, which was far more shocking than the images had conveyed.

Before that, he had never believed that anything could make the universe seem "small".

But the Tyranid swarm did it, their bio-ships were like giant snakes tightly entwined around the world, and according to the results of the scan, there were at least 3 million of them, and this was just one "head".

Even though most of them were very small micro-bio ships, their number was still daunting.

More bio-ships were swimming towards the wider space in an almost "leisurely" manner, and behind them, more and more endless bio-ships were moving forward.

Due to the interference of the Tyranid warp shadow, the Aeldari could not estimate its final scale through psychic observation, but based on the current number, the Seers and Rangers, after a thorough analysis, concluded that the scale of this Hive Fleet was no less than that of the Kraken Fleet currently appearing in the Jericho Reach.

This was undoubtedly a terrible disaster, but Sosiang was worried about more than that.

He recalled the endless malice he had once experienced, and he worried that this splinter Hive Fleet was a tentacle extending from some unobservable behemoth, and its true scale was probably tens or hundreds of times more terrifying than what he was seeing.

It was likely the largest Tyranid swarm that the Imperium, or even the galaxy, had ever encountered.

If that was the case, could the Storm Zone in the late 41st millennium, or even the Imperium, withstand it?

Maybe...

He had to find Jaghatai Khan at some point.

If it was truly a world-ending swarm of this magnitude, the Imperium would need a Primarch to sit in command, and perhaps even one would not be enough...

In the few seconds that Sosiang was pondering, the world behind him suddenly shattered, the transparent air transformed into dense chitinous plates, turning into a deformed monster with scythe-like giant forelimbs, dagger-like claws, javelin-long spines, and writhing feeding tentacles.