Tap, tap, tap! Just then, a burst of urgent footsteps, like a violent storm, thundered through the training camp. Each step seemed to make the ground tremble faintly. The footsteps were rapidly approaching the gravity training chamber where Tyberos and the others were.
Standing outside the gravity training chamber, Tyberos and El caught the sudden, unusual sound with their sharp ears. Almost at the same instant, as though of one mind, they turned together and looked toward the source of the footsteps with blazing eyes.
In the distance, Nack, clad in luxurious golden power armor, was striding toward them with vigorous, forceful steps. More than a hundred fully armed Star Space Marines followed closely behind him.
Even more eye-catching were the tens of thousands of enormous robots, each standing three meters tall, marching forward in perfect formation alongside them.
Like steel behemoths, these robots each radiated a cold, powerful aura. Their heavy footsteps seemed to make the entire training camp shake.
When Tyberos's gaze fell upon Nack, he did not hesitate to greet him first. "Captain Nack, what brings you here so suddenly?"
"Hahahaha!" Before Nack even reached them, a bold, hearty laugh carried over from afar, as if it could pierce the clouds. Nack moved swiftly, arriving directly before Tyberos in the blink of an eye.
The moment he saw Tyberos, Nack's bright eyes involuntarily examined him from head to toe. A trace of surprise and admiration appeared in his gaze as he grinned and said:
"Hahahaha! Tyberos, I came specially to congratulate you.
I never expected you, usually so honest and straightforward, to be lucky enough to earn the Lord of the Stars' favor! That truly came as a shock!"
After hearing Nack's purpose, Tyberos slowly raised his head and stared intently at him. He then swept his