The Gods

The hive mind drove its tendrils.

Its tendrils extended from a fleet larger than a galaxy, reaching toward the Milky Way and the Large Magellanic Cloud.

Suddenly, something set its sights on it.

The hive mind was an incorporeal entity within the Immaterium. Through the transcendent power of psychic energy, it controlled the swarm.

Psychic attacks would naturally be highly effective against the hive mind as well—but only if they were stronger than the hive mind's own psychic power.

A psychic shock containing the concepts of attack and severance surged through the Immaterium, sweeping toward the hive mind.

And in the real universe, the hive mind lost contact with the swarm.

It might yet recover and regain control over the Tyranids, but that would be a long process.

For those in the real universe preparing to launch a human counteroffensive, they would not be facing a perfectly coordinated swarm collective, but countless smaller groups cut apart at the level of consciousness.

Inside the communications vessel.

Qin Xa opened his eyes. After completing his psychic attack on the hive mind, the ship had arrived at its destination.

"The Maker?"

Angron stood before the viewport, looking out into the void.

Within the star system, an immense and magnificent statue stood near a planet. A starport the size of a planet rested beneath its feet.

Qin Xa walked over and took a look, discovering that it was a statue identical to the Maker he had met.

But sightseeing was not Qin Xa's purpose.

"Wait for me here." Qin Xa gave the instruction, then opened a portal.

The next second, he entered the star.

At the very heart of the star lay the current temple of the Gods of Taran—the place where The Gods resided.

It was said that this C'tan dwelling had moved