The Burning Hive City!

When Marshall opened his eyes again, he found that the darkness in his vision had disappeared.

What came into view next was the edge of "Mine No. 3"!

They had been miraculously transported outside from the dark, Xenos ruins. The others who opened their eyes one after another looked on in shock, focusing their attention on the key figure in the room.

"How did you do that?!"

Marshall was extremely agitated. He grabbed Alvin and stared at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Calm down, Your Excellency Marshall." Alvin tried to push him away, but the man was too strong and wouldn't let go of his sleeve. So he said helplessly, "Could you please let go of my sleeve first? This is not in accordance with noble etiquette."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I got too excited."

Upon hearing this, Marshall forced himself to calm down, but still stared at him intently. "Could you reveal whether the technique you just used... can bypass 'Warp' for stable teleportation?"

He was also a Psyker, but he didn't sense any Warp fluctuations during the transfer.

In other words, the technology Alvin used has a very high probability of bypassing the effects of Warp, thus achieving more stable teleportation!

This is precisely why he was excited; the mere ability to circumvent and bypass Space Teleportation already holds immeasurable value!

If this technology could be applied to other areas, it might play a crucial and decisive role in local wars!

Looking into Marshall's eager eyes, as if he wanted a definite answer from him, Alvin sighed and said with regret, "I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you, Your Excellency Marshall, this technology cannot be mass-produced."

He doesn't plan to reveal the "Space Bridge" technology for the time being.

At least not yet, not yet. It's not because he's selfish, but because this technology is too important!

It could even turn the tide of future battles and influence the upcoming "Indomitable Crusade," so it must not be easily leaked.

Even Inquisitor wouldn't do; Marshall wasn't "qualified" enough!

"Sir Marshall, I understand your feelings." Alvin patted his shoulder meaningfully, leaving some room for maneuver. "But this matter... can end now."

Apart from that silly girl "Winnie," there are very few people who are not smart enough to serve as Inquisitor.

Marshall understood the implication in his words and had to suppress his curiosity.

However, he wasn't the only one who witnessed this. Thinking of this, Marshall turned to look at the rest of the people.

There's not much to worry about with the Brass Claws Space Marine.

As for the Sisters of Silence, there's even less to worry about; they uphold their oath of silence and would never betray the Emperor.

Then, the only person who could possibly leak the information, Marshall, without hesitation, raised his palm like a knife and swung it down fiercely and decisively!

The Sisters of Silence beside him, as if receiving a command, immediately drew her crossbow from her waist and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Swish, swish, swish!

Several armor-piercing crossbow bolts were fired, piercing through the few remaining Arbiter.

This sudden turn of events not only shocked Alvin but also caused an uproar within the Brass Claws.

However, before Alvin could even ask, Marshall seemed to have anticipated his reaction, preemptively saying, "Your Lord Alvin, I have no obligation, nor am I certain, to trust a few mortals to keep a secret."

He was expressionless, and his tone was extremely calm.

It's as if the person who just ordered the shooting of his comrades wasn't him at all.

"I don't want anyone to reveal what happened today, in any form."

Marshall's gaze, dark and brooding like a sharp knife, fell upon the Brass Claws: "You are the Angel of the Emperor, you should know better than I the importance of secrecy and silence, I don't need to repeat it, do I?"

Are you threatening us?

The squad leader of the Brass Claws suddenly lowered his voice considerably.

You can understand it this way.

However, Marshall remained unfazed, his gaze fixed on the Brass Claws, and said in a chilling tone, "If you don't want to be targeted by the Vought, you'd better shut your mouths."

The threat in that statement is absolutely genuine.

Anyone who knows the Inquisitor doesn't want to be targeted by the Vought, not even Space Marine!

Finally, under Marshall's imposing gaze, the squad leader of the Brass Claws remained silent for a long time before speaking in a hoarse voice, "We swear in the name of the 'Iron Father' that we will never reveal what happened today to anyone."

"Very good."

Marshall nodded in satisfaction.

At this moment, the Inquisitor's power was fully displayed in him!

What Space Marine?

A single sentence can make you "submit," and you can be killed without hesitation or mercy!

Looking at the silent Alvin, Marshall suddenly smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said meaningfully, "Don't be surprised. You'll get used to it after seeing it more often."

After?

Dream on! I'd rather never see you again!

Alvin pursed his lips and said, "Now that things are resolved, let's hurry back."

Although he hadn't been away for long, he was very worried that something might have happened to Celerus.

"Yes, that makes sense."

Marshall withdrew his gaze and nodded. "It's time to head back."

The remaining nine Brass Claws escorted them toward the Hive City.

"Sir Marshall, you seem quite pleased?" Alvin glanced at the Inquisitor, somewhat puzzled.

Ever since he came back, he's had a gloating expression on his face. I wonder what's made him so happy?

Why are you unhappy?

Marshall's mouth stretched almost to his ears as he chuckled, "Just thinking about those Chaos bastards searching so hard for ages, only to find they couldn't find their 'target' and were surrounded by those Xenos makes me want to laugh."

No wonder he smiled so sinisterly.

At this point, Marshall asked with some concern, "You think they can't escape?"

"Rest assured, Your Excellency Marshall."

Alvin couldn't help but smile, confidently stating, "Even if their numbers were ten times greater, they couldn't possibly escape."

Those are Necron, the former rulers of the galaxy. Although they recently lost face a bit by feigning death, it doesn't affect their strength at all. Killing a few Space Marine is a piece of cake for them, isn't it?

Let alone three combat squads, even an entire company would be no match for them!

While chatting, Alvin and his group finally left the area Underhive.

They did not encounter any enemies along the way as expected. The entire Underhive seemed to fall into an eerie silence. The Genestealer, which should have been like annoying flies, had all disappeared.

This scene inexplicably weighed heavily on Al's mind.

This is not a good sign. Enemies don't disappear without a reason. If their Underhive is gone, it means...

"Quick, look over there!"

Suddenly, a scream from someone pulled Alvin back to reality.

He subconsciously looked up, but what he saw was like the Rock falling into a calm lake, stirring up a storm in his heart!

In the central area of Hive City, the Space Elevator built by Styx Eight, which was responsible for collecting comet ice crystals and supplying water resources to the Hive City, was completely ignited by raging flames, emitting billowing black smoke!