The Hive Mind, I Bring You a 22nd Century Specialty

A beastly roar rose from the Monolithic Fortress as the towering forms of Tyranid Saint Titans rose between its bastions.

Several Tyranid Saint Titans had been deployed onto the Monolithic Fortress at once, and the fortress's firepower immediately locked onto those massive bio-beasts, each as huge as a small mountain.

Artillery fire poured forth. Blue ripples spread across the Tyranid Saint Titans' bodies like wave after wave of surf.

Psychic power. The Tyranid Saints were shrouded in immensely powerful psychic shields, and with his extraordinary Astartes senses, Azrael vaguely saw a brilliant blue brain covered in carapace and sprouting tendrils floating above each Tyranid Saint's body.

Around those blue brains floated tiny spores with exposed brain tissue. The spores of varying sizes appeared to be linked together, forming some kind of psychic matrix. Combined with the vast psychic tissues within the Tyranid Saints, they wove a powerful psychic network, turning the Tyranid Saints into siege engines armored in psychic power.

These Tyranid Hive Tyrants, possessing extraordinary psychic power, had joined forces with the Tyranid Saints.

Azrael's heart tightened. He could not help putting himself in the position of the Monolithic Fortress's commander, pondering how he might break this deadlock.

But he quickly realized that his worries were unnecessary.

A Tyranid Saint Titan's head flew into the sky. Golden light flashed past, and white wings beat through the air.

Sanguinius had joined the battlefield at some point. In an instant, he crossed the psychic barrier woven around the Tyranid Saint Titan and used the Spear of Completion in his hand to sever one Tyranid Saint Titan's head.

That was... a Primarch.

Azrael's eyes trembled slightly. This was the first time he had personally witnessed a Primarch fighting at full strength. Even a bio-Titan with immense psychic power found it difficult to