Deep within the underground palace, the Genestealer Patriarch let out an earth-shattering roar,
its voice filled with both fury and terror.
Through the Bishop's eyes, it had seen the figure lurking within Zhou Yun's consciousness,
that immaculate, winged figure—the one that made the song of Leviathan salivate.
After only one glance at that figure, the Genestealer Patriarch felt as though its soul were beginning to burn.
The Genestealer Patriarch hastily severed the psychic link between the Bishop and the entire brood.
Then it lowered its head toward the biomass pool, which continued to bubble,
as the stench of rotten, sour amino acids and fat rose from the pool.
Nearly all the humans in the underground palace had been thrown into it, becoming nourishment for the creatures within.
Some time ago, it had detected traces of that Archangel's activity in a ruined district.
To oppose that Archangel, the Leviathan Hive Fleet had sent over this behemoth's genetic code.
The Genestealer Patriarch rose from the pipe and spread its four talons.
More dense bubbles immediately rose from the biomass pool, while the thick, dark-yellow liquid gradually swelled into a small mound.
Viscous liquid trickled down the behemoth's body bit by bit, crackling arcs of electricity flashing over its four unfurled blade-like limbs.
Its body, protected by heavy dark-purple carapace, emerged within the underground palace. The behemoth raised its head and roared.
A shriek like that of a demon echoed throughout the underground palace.
"NO!!!!"
The Genestealer Bishop let out a piercing wail.
She felt her link with the brood abruptly severed, and her consciousness suddenly became utterly alone.
Not only that, but memories covered by filters of cognitive distortion gradually resurfaced as well.
That made the Genestealer Bishop suddenly realize just what blasphemous acts she had been committing.
Her eyes widened, but