This... how was this possible...
Amalaga's true body broke free from the mountain of flesh, using the gravity crystal to push aside the rotten meat crushing him. He watched the furious Lin Fan float into the sky.
"All your parameters... are primitive biological parameters... There is no way you could possess such power... What exactly are you...?"
But Lin Fan's answer was a massive chunk of building rubble hurled at him.
Though Amalaga was badly damaged, he could not be dealt with by a mere piece of a building. With a slight lift of his hand, he made the fragment covered in assimilation cells explode in midair.
He panted heavily, clearly feeling that his efficiency in controlling flesh and blood had greatly declined.
"Forget it... It is time to leave anyway... There is no need to keep this going."
Releasing his control over the gravity crystal, Amalaga landed on the ground—only to be seized by the lunging Lin Fan. Seeing panic mixed into Lin Fan's furious expression, Amalaga smiled instead.
"Hehehe... What? Were those beasts your friends? Your family?"
"Where did they go?! Speak, you Haemonculi! Or I swear I'll send you to the side of whoever's in the highest heaven!"
"Oh~ I'm so scared..."
Amalaga seemed utterly unafraid of Lin Fan's threat. He laughed hoarsely, mocking Lin Fan for failing to protect anything. "Your old Ork buddy is dead. Your old monkey friend is dead. That young, adorable little fellow, along with the crude primarch beside him... Hahaha, they are dead too."
"That lump of flesh you smashed just now... was their remains... Hahaha."
Lin Fan tore off all of Amalaga's bizarre limbs, hoping to make him suffer. Yet the lunatic before him merely looked at him mockingly, as though those limbs had never belonged to him.
"Look at