"Although it was never a verdant world, the lifeless rock ball we discovered was unrecognizable as Tyran Primus. The creatures that made it are a threat to the galaxy and must be exterminated by the light of the God-Emperor." Inquisitor Fidus Kryptman, concluding his report on the ruins of Tyran Primus

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Titus, Sanguinius, Lion, and Horus reached the abyss in a few minutes. The four Primarchs descended from the sky and landed on the ground like meteors, four enormous craters forming with the impact.

Looking at the endless Abyss, Sanguinius couldn't help but speak. "These insects really hid well. After all, who would bother to search in a seemingly endless abyss?"

Horus did not answer his brother Primarch and simply jumped into the abyss with a cold and indifferent look. Titus and Lion followed with equally cold and indifferent expressions. Sanguinius let out a tired sigh, but followed his brothers.

Reaching the bottom, darkness hung in the air, preventing anything, but for the Primarchs, it was no different from day; they could see completely in the darkness without any difficulty.

"Vulkan would be better for the occasion; he could simply turn this place into a sea of lava, saving us work." Sanguinius said, seeing the examination of enormous, anthropomorphic insects.

"You can do something similar." Horus commented in a calm tone, knowing the purifying properties of Sanguinius's flames.

"It's different; mine purifies, it doesn't kill instantly." Sanguinius replied with a touch of helplessness. His flames could kill, but they weren't instant deaths. In comparison, with the terrible heat of Vulkan's lava, these insects would die without any delay.

"It seems we've been detected." Lion said, interrupting the conversation between the two Primarchs, his green eyes staring at the insects with a cold, deadly gaze.

"It seems to work like a bee hive; we have to kill the queen to prevent them from being born again, but as the Emperor said, that's not enough to cleanse the planet." Titus said, a cold feeling emanating from his body, freezing everything around him.

Sanguinius was covered in white flames; he cracked the bones of his neck as if stretching and grabbed his Chainsword.

Lion simply pulled out his long sword; unlike the Chainsword, the sword began to emit a strange gray smoke.

Horus also took his sword, an all-black Chainsword with red lines. He didn't have the special effects of the other Primarchs, but his feeling of strength was enough to qualify him at the top of all Primarchs.

Titus was the first to attack; his body simply advanced towards the swarm of enormous and extremely deadly insects. The claws, teeth, and body of these insects seemed like perfect killing machines.

However, before Titus, the weapons of these insects could not harm the Primarch's armor, much less the Primarch himself. Using his own fists, he hit the first insect. The insect froze and then two were destroyed by the Primarch's punch, scattering into pieces of ice and flesh everywhere.

Titus did not stop; punch after punch, everything that met the Primarch's iron fists was reduced to frozen rubble. An intense cold came out of the Primarch's helmet, resembling a cold breath on a snowy day.

Sanguinius flew into the air with his white wings and hovered above the swarm like a true angel; his Chainsword exploded in white flames, the chainsaw spinning rapidly, ready to tear apart anything that dared to touch it.

The Primarch of the Blood Angels descended from the sky like the divine punishment of the God Emperor; he hit the ground and everything within a hundred-meter radius began to burn with the sacred flames of his god.

With a movement of his sword, Sanguinius tore the Tyranid in half. However, the Primarch soon discovered that the insects began to reorganize extremely quickly; the hundreds of thousands of insects seemed like a one-man army, as if they were not separate individuals, but just one being.

Sanguinius frowned and presumed that these insects were "synaptic" (psychically-reactive) and each Tyranid creature within a hive fleet shares and contributes to a communal Collective Mind, which allows the trillions of beings that make up the Tyranid hive fleets to communicate and organize instantly on an impressive scale.

Honestly, this was terrible, especially since humans did not have such a capacity for reorganization. It could be said that these Tyranids could adapt to any battle formation in a few moments. And this in a galactic war was simply a cheat of the highest level.

At the same time, Sanguinius noticed that the small pieces of these still existing insects transformed into almost imperceptible small insects. This proliferation capacity was similar to that of the Orks.

Aenar's voice sounded in the helmets of the four Primarchs. "In a mere three solar weeks, these creatures can wipe out all organic life on a planet. They are a plague that cannot be exterminated, only fought."

"They can spread on a planet extremely quickly, so it must be destroyed until nothing remains. Sanguinius and Lion are best suited for this job."

Sanguinius nodded his head; he felt that his powers were simply perfect for dealing with anything dirty, including these mere insects. The reason Lion was also suitable was that the gray smoke, which was the power of destruction, also worked to eliminate this type of organic organism.

What could be seen at that moment, anything that Lion's sword touched, turned into a gray smoke and disappeared from existence. Fast, simple, and efficient.

Unlike Titus, who was cold and deadly, Sanguinius who liked to be fast and precise, or Horus who simply crushed everything in his path, Lion seemed like a true knight, always fighting with a regal and powerful elegance.

Primarch El'Jonson was considered the pinnacle of military strategies and an excellent swordsman. Exactly what was happening at that moment.

His sword made an impossible curve for human standards and cut in half the insect that used it to approach him. The insect was transformed into a gray smoke and disappeared; there was no blood or organs, the insect had simply vanished.

Horus was the most brutal of all the Primarchs present; blood and guts bathed his armor as he continued to kill like an indifferent and cold killing machine. Blow after blow.

Even Titus looked at Horus with surprise; it seemed that Horus really had a problem with insects, as his blows were so brutal that they caught the attention of other Primarchs.

"I hate insects." Being the target of his brothers' gazes, Horus simply said with a cold, indifferent tone. He wasn't afraid of insects, but he simply didn't like them; they were disgusting and grotesque to the extreme.

Although it was a casual answer, everyone accepted his answer without much thought. It was very normal for someone to like or dislike something. Compared to Konrad, who killed many races because he didn't like them, Horus's slight dislike of insects was quite harmless.

Although Konrad's attitudes were unethical and even cruel, this and the consequences of the ideology that humans are superior to all races. For the human race itself, this ideology made it a cohesive and united race, but for other races, it was as terrible as you can imagine.

Even knowing this, Aenar remained indifferent. The Golden Path was paved with the skulls of all races in the universe. It was the price to pay; if you are not determined enough, don't even think about doing great things that would be remembered in history.

The massacre continued; the four Primarchs were like meat grinders, destroying everything in their path regardless of what it was. Sanguinius's flames purified everything they left behind.

There was no resistance from the Tyranids; they were simply too weak to fight the Primarchs, even if they were in large numbers. In the end, the four Primarchs arrived before the spaceship.

"It seems to be damaged." Sanguinius commented after noticing that large pieces of flesh were missing from the biological spaceship.

"Did it go through a black hole?" Titus asked in a calm tone. His Legion usually didn't stray far from the Solar System, so he wasn't very experienced when it came to space travel.

"There are no black holes nearby." Horus replied with a thoughtful look. He was also confused; there was absolutely nothing that could bring this type of spaceship to the Isstvan System.

Aenar's voice sounded again through their helmets. "Tyranid Hive Fleets do not travel through the Warp like Imperial starships. However, the incredibly rapid speed of advancement of the hive fleets in the galaxy."

"Although it is true that Tyranids are forced to remain at sub-light speeds while within the gravitational limits of a planetary system, they are capable of achieving superluminal speeds when traveling through interstellar space."

Aenar's answer shocked the four Primarchs. No material in the universe could remain intact in the face of the speed of light.

"You will discover more later; now focus on destroying this ship." The Emperor's voice ceased, and the four Primarchs looked at the Biological Spaceship with cold gazes.

As if sensing danger, the spaceship began to open and close its mouth fiercely.

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