Maleceptor feats

• 8th Edition Codex [Tyranid]:

"The Imperial Knights of House Raven grew to depise the Maleceptor they came to call the Vizer, which fought as part of the Behemoth splinter fleet known as the Court of the Nephilim King. The Vizer would prey upon single Kinghts who found themselves isolated from their comredes, peeling apart a machine's bulky carapace with waves of destructive energy, before rupturing the unfortunate pilot's brain with a caress of its psychic tendrils."

• Shield of Baal [Shadow of Leviathan]:

​"Its featureless skull loomed over him as he struggled uselessly against it. Blossoms of ectoplasm sprouted on its head, unfurling and growing, becoming tendrils like the ones which had been the cause of Geta’s death. The tendrils quivered, and then stiffened and shot towards him. Something cold touched him and darkness invaded him. It was stronger than the scream, impossible to resist.

His thoughts were ground under the relentless clamor of an alien intelligence far older and crueler than he had ever suspected – this intelligence was nothing like the others; the Leviathan was stronger than the Behemoth, and more dangerous than the Kraken. Worse, he’d been wrong. There was a mind there, amidst the hunger, a true mind, a fierce self-awareness that put the torch to every assumption and scrap of knowledge about the tyranids that he’d possessed.

And that mind hated him. It wanted vengeance. It wanted him. For the first time, Varro Tigurius felt the first stirrings of fear. Such a thing could not be defeated. His will was as nothing next to that of the hive mind. It would devour him, and then Kantipur, and after that, the sub-sector. It could not be stopped. Even Holy Terra would fall."

• Shield of Baal [Exterminatus]:

"From across the battlefield Mephiston saw the beasts turn upon Dante, and moved to aid his lord. Supported by Epistolary Martellos, Mephiston turned his formidable mind to tearing apart the Maleceptors’ psychic domination. As the battle raged outside the fire-ringed port, an epic battle of wills unfolded between Mephiston and the trio of Tyranid psykers. Bolts of ruby light warred with twisting tendrils of shadow as the two enemies clashed. At first the Chief Librarian seemed to be besting the beasts, spears of bloody fire and waves of crimson force crashing into the Tyranids. Several of the closest floating psyker-beasts screamed and perished as Mephiston’s power touched them, and by degrees the Warp field around the creatures weakened. And then the full attention of the Mind-Death turned upon Mephiston, and the monstrous alien trio combined their powers. Every Blood Angel upon the field felt the psychic shriek which rolled out from the beasts, even though it was directed squarely at the Chief Librarian. Battle-brothers clenched their teeth in agony or let out incoherent yells as their minds were ravaged. Still, their pain was but the barest faction of what Mephiston felt as the psychic blast crashed into him. The Chief Librarian’s mind filled with a cacophony of monstrous alien thoughts. Any Blood Angel but Mephiston would have perished under the onslaught, their consciousness burnt away like cobwebs before a flame. Only the Chief Librarian’s indomitable will kept him alive, the same control that had seen him master the Black Rage allowing him to cling to his sanity. Though Mephiston did not fall, his power was broken. As powerful as the Chief Librarian was, his abilities were like a candle held against the fires of a star when compared with the enormous power of the Hive Mind."