He didn't even need to lay eyes on Gao Yi in person to conclude that his planet was definitely infested with Genestealers.
The Emperor's faith couldn't change the scum of the Lower Hive, but the Genestealer Cults could turn those thugs into one big, loving family.
These Tyranid Genestealer Cults were even trickier to deal with than the Chaos Cults.
"Sister, have your sisters keep a close watch on any anomalies in the Lower Hive! It's a plague-like alien!"
Gao Yi strode away, needing to speed up his entry into the Lower Hive; otherwise, before Chaos was even sorted out, the Lower Hive might just get taken over by the Genestealers.
Inside the Lower Hive.
Valentin fled the Upper Hive in a panic with his trusted aides.
At that moment, he felt once again that his faith had been shattered.
The power he had accumulated by turning his back on the Empire and the Emperor and plunging into Chaos for over a decade had somehow been dismantled in these mere dozen-odd hours.
Even those Chaos Space Marines favored by the Dark Gods had died at the hands of that Rogue Trader.
And most importantly, the Emperor's miracle had genuinely manifested right before his eyes.
Valentin was terrified; right then, he wondered whether his choice to embrace the Dark Gods was wrong or right... But he knew he had no way out—surrender meant certain death, and he could only resist to the bitter end.
I haven't lost yet. The Lower Hive is still in my hands. I can fight a war of attrition with them, and I can still raise another army through the Lower Hive's massive population!
Those Chaos Cultists who had fled back to the Lower Hive had long since lost their morale, and the remaining Word Bearers had