Chapter 721

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

At the sight, several Kellion crew members instinctively stepped back, then forced themselves to stop.

It felt as though they faced a wall of living steel. One wrong move, and they would be torn apart in an instant.

Kendra's heart hammered. Her eyes darted, her lips pressed tight, and her face was almost translucent with pallor.

But unlike the others, there seemed to be something else mixed with her fear, some burden buried deep inside her.

Just then, an Astartes sergeant with a bright red plume atop his helmet stepped forward.

Thud. Thud!

Every step was steady and powerful, like a hammer striking steel. His heavy boots rang against the deck, each impact carrying a bone-deep force.

The sergeant stopped before the group and looked down at Hammond, Isaac, Kendra, and the others.

His deep, booming voice rolled out like thunder:

"Everyone, come with me."

There was no room for argument in his voice, only an unmistakable command.

The Kellion crew exchanged glances. No one dared say a word.

"..."

Hammond nodded, stepped forward first, and followed him.

The others followed close behind, surrounded by Imperial Martial Soldiers as they moved slowly into the hangar. Every step felt heavy, stifling, as though it pressed against their hearts.

They knew this unknown ordeal had only just begun.

Some time later, in an interrogation room.

The room was simple and bright. Its four walls were cast from cold, gleaming silver-white alloy, with almost no decoration.

Strips of light overhead shed an even, soft-white glow, illuminating every detail. Even the finest dust in the air had nowhere to hide.

The metal table and chairs were fixed to the deck, their lines straight and their surfaces reflecting a cold sheen.

The space was silent except for the faint hum of