Rumble—
On Baal, the massive cannons within and around Angel's Bastion unleashed incomparably terrifying roars.
Terrifying beams suddenly erupted from the ground, carrying physical projectiles that swiftly tore the Cachalot-class Hive Ships beyond the atmosphere into burning scraps of flesh.
Yet even more Tyranid spores successfully began their dense descent toward Baal's desert surface.
Buzzz!
At the same time, Thunderhawk Gunships with engines rumbling deeply soared through the skies in repeated formations.
Countless Laser Cannon shots and Heavy Bolter rounds continuously shredded large numbers of Tyranid spores before they could land, doing everything possible to reduce the Tyranid Swarm's numbers.
Even so, an uncountable number of Tyranid Swarm creatures gradually gathered into a massive and terrifying swarm tide, charging fiercely toward Angel's Bastion.
Buzzz!
In midair, streams of spore acid from within the Tyranid Swarm Tide and terrifying beams fired by countless defensive turrets evaporated out of existence.
Or they were successfully diverted into the depths of unknown space by Void Shields that rippled faintly.
Yet at this moment, the loudest sound across the desert was not the thunderous roar of countless guns.
The hissing cries of the Tyranid Swarm Tide and the scraping of Chitinous Carapaces seemed to suppress every other sound.
Even the violent wind constantly pouring into Rorschach's ears seemed to carry the dreadful hisses and shrieks of the Tyranid Swarm Tide.
Within his utterly emotionless field of vision,
green holographic screens projected from the collar of his third-generation Vibranium Power Armor rapidly calculated the losses and gains across every battlefield.
From the tragic sinking of a distinguished Battle Barge, or the complete destruction of a small Blood Angels successor Chapter,
to the accidental death of a mortal crewman, or an Abominant war machine that had just slaughtered countless Tyranid Swarm creatures and could no longer be