The shortest Tyranid Saints stood twenty meters tall. The tallest exceeded twenty-five.
Every step their massive, pointed legs took sent a rumble through the ground.
Each Tyranid Saint was guarded by multiple Hive Tyrants and Tyranid Warriors, along with vast numbers of Blade Bugs and Gun Bugs.
A Tyranid Saint's abdomen was relatively soft. If someone could hit it with a large-caliber weapon, the damage would be considerable.
The problem was the swarm of bodyguards around each one. No enemy could get close to its abdomen.
Dozens of Tyranid Saints streamed through the breach in the Great Wall. Spaced two or three hundred meters apart, they formed an armored group and advanced together.
A single volley from the Bio-Plasma Cannons mounted beneath their abdomens blasted gaps through the moving wall of tanks and armored vehicles, destroying nearly a hundred of them!
Then the Tyranid Warriors directed Hive Tyrants, Blade Bugs, and Gun Bugs through the gaps to slaughter the Astra Militarum infantry behind them.
The artillery observer despaired. The Tyranid Saints stood in a row like demon lords descended upon the world, while ordinary Tyranids carpeted every inch of ground at their feet. How could anyone fight this?
"God-Emperor above! Save your loyal subjects!"
Unlike the prayers of countless people across the universe, this artillery observer's plea did not go unanswered by the God-Emperor.
A thunderous roar suddenly filled the sky. It sounded like a hundred thunderclaps—or a hundred trains plunging straight toward the ground.
Millions of Astra Militarum soldiers fighting the Tyranids looked up. Enormous Drop Pods, each the size of a building, were hurtling down from the sky, their steel hulls blazing as they tore through the atmosphere.
Many Tyranids on the ground also looked up and saw the Knight Bastions falling toward them.
Dozens of seconds later,