Tyberos and his entourage strode into the Astra Militarum and Navy camp with swift, forceful steps. Their arrival was like a sudden storm, instantly drawing the attention of most people in the camp.
After entering the camp, Tyberos abruptly turned around, his sharp, hawk-like eyes sweeping over the members of his guard behind him.
His expression was incomparably stern, his face so calm that it inspired a faint chill, yet his words carried unquestionable authority. "Go at once and gather every Navy sailor and Astra Militarum soldier in this camp!"
Upon receiving the order, the dozen or so guards dared not delay. They swiftly and uniformly bowed to Tyberos, answering in unison, "Yes!" Then they shot away like arrows loosed from a bow to carry out their task.
Tyberos, meanwhile, unhurriedly walked toward a conspicuous raised platform. With a light leap, he landed firmly atop it.
With his arms crossed, he silently watched the Space Marines of the Carcharodons Chapter moving busily through the camp. These Space Marines were tall and imposing, clad in heavy power armor. Every movement seemed to stir up a gale, making them a fearsome sight.
Second by second, time passed. About half an hour later, the entire camp began to grow noisy.
More than a million sailors and Astra Militarum soldiers, originally scattered throughout the camp, gradually gathered together, forming a vast sea of people.
They said nothing, merely looking up at Tyberos on the platform.
Several enormous holographic projections appeared behind Tyberos and around the camp. Complex data and images flickered across them, mysterious and magnificent, ensuring that everyone in the camp could see Tyberos.
As the crowd gradually fell silent, Tyberos cleared his throat and spoke in a booming voice:
"I am Tyberos, Chapter Master of the Carcharodons Chapter! I have come to