The streamlined Torso was covered in angular, ferocious gray-white Exoskeleton, with sharp bone spurs extending from the spine down to the tail.
Wisps of residual blood-red mist flowed out from the gaps in the Exoskeleton, rising high into the air.
Beneath the Xenomorph Queen's unique fan-shaped crown, four scarlet vertical pupils revealed a cold indifference.
The massive body reaching 16 ters, the giant Bat Wings currently folding inward, and the tail blade at the end of the long, interlocking skeletal tail that seed to slice through the air.
Everything about her seed to seize everyone by the throat.
Dead silence.
Absolute silence.
The scene of the confrontation, which had been tense and even sowhat noisy, was now so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
Everyone seed frozen in place.
They tilted their heads back, looking up at Lilith's massive size, their breathing seemingly coming to a halt.
Just what kind of... monster is this!
She possessed the fan-shaped crown of a Xenomorph Queen, the giant Bat Wings of a dragon, thick skeletal plating, a massive size, and a ferocious, terrifying appearance.
Her appearance seed to define the true aning and appearance of a killing organism.
Fear spread like a plague.
Many Reincarnators retreated involuntarily, so even collapsing to the ground as their weapons slipped weakly from their hands.
The battles they had experienced before, the attributes they were proud of, and the equipnt they had exchanged for all seed laughably insignificant before this being that looked like it had stepped out of a nightmare.
This was an absolute crushing on the level of existence itself, a shuddering of the soul's primal instinct!
It was the heartfelt fear humans felt toward an apex predator!
And in the field, the one who felt it most strongly was none other than the werewolf Fenrir.
The mont Lilith appeared, Fenrir's entire body went stiff, as if struck by lightning, and he froze on the spot.
His amber wolf-eyes clearly captured every detail of Lilith's body.
That unique four-eyed structure, that ferocious crown fused with Xenomorph Queen traits, and that deford body that was even larger and more perfect than it had been in the Pyramid.
And that violent aura that made his very soul scream!
"It's it... it's really it!"
Fenrir's heart almost leaped out of his chest.
In the movie Aliens vs. Predator, inside the Pyramid, this SSS-Level Talent Hunter was supposed to be parasitized, supposed to beco a shell to gestate a Super Xenomorph!
Why! Why is it still alive! Why is it appearing here!
He had thought Lilith died long ago during the Xenomorph parasitization. After all, at that ti, Lilith's entire body had been completely torn open, and the gestating embryo had even crawled out of its body, about to be born!
But the being before him was not only intact, its aura far exceeded what it had been back then! This was no parasitized puppet, but a perfect fusion! It had even surpassed that gestating Super Xenomorph from before!
His previous deduction that SSS-Level Talent holders wouldn't personally take the field was crushed to pieces at this mont; this simply wasn't a form an ordinary SSS-Level Talent holder could achieve!
This was a monster among monsters!
Lilith's four scarlet vertical pupils moved slowly, finally locking onto Fenrir.
The mont he was locked in by that cold, brutal gaze that seed to see through his soul, Fenrir felt as if his blood was freezing.
The pressure he had felt in the Pyramid was like night and day compared to this mont.
This was a sense of absolute dominance originating from the top of the food chain, from the depths of his genes.
Pride? Resistance? Ambition? Before this absolute power and terror, they lted away rapidly like snow under the sun.
Thump!
Under everyone's horrified gaze, the powerful Hunter, the werewolf Fenrir, actually felt his knees go weak and fell heavily to the ground.
His body trembled uncontrollably and violently, his high-held wolf head lowered deeply, and a near-whimpering sound of submission ca from his throat.
His beastial instincts told him that any thought of resistance was self-destruction; this was awe for the strong, and even more so, the most primal craving for survival.
"I... Fenrir... on behalf of Fang... submit!"
He squeezed the words through his teeth with difficulty, his voice dry and raspy, filled with fear and humility.
With Fenrir kneeling and submitting, the many Reincarnators who were already terrified lost all will to resist and quickly followed suit.
"We submit!"
"Long live Apocalypse!"
"Please... please forgive us!"
Amidst the rising shouts, all mbers of Fang threw down their weapons and prostrated themselves on the ground, their foreheads pressed against the cold floor, not daring to take another look at the terrifying beast.
William watched this scene quietly, no surprise showing on his face.
He stepped forward, bowed slightly to Lilith, then turned to the Reincarnators kneeling all over the place, his voice calm yet carrying an unquestionable authority.
"From this day forward, Fang is entirely incorporated into the Apocalypse system. Abide by the laws of Apocalypse; those who violate them... will be punished without leniency!"
William's gaze swept over Fenrir, who was still kneeling and trembling on the ground, and continued.
"Fenrir, Apocalypse will have use for your power. I hope you properly thank the Leader for her rcy in sparing your life."
Lilith did not say a word throughout; she was unable to speak, rely watching everything with cold indifference through those four red eyes.
Her descent was the loudest declaration, the most indisputable order.
Seeing that the objective was achieved, Lilith's massive body trembled slightly, those giant Bat Wings suddenly unfurled, kicking up a gale. Then, pushing off with her four limbs, she soared into the sky under everyone's extrely reverent gazes, soon disappearing into the clear sky to return to her Cave nest.
What was left on the ground was endless fear, absolute obedience, and an Apocalypse that no one would ever dare to question again!
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