eurekapd Chapter 554 Misunderstanding
Chapter 554 Misunderstanding
The Space Marine Captain looked at the five people who came out from the dark corner and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Are you from the Dark Angels? And I am not Lord Tiberus. I am just a captain under Lord Tiberus."
Although the Space Marine Captain was questioning the other party, he could still recognize the identity of the other party from the power armor on his body - a Space Marine of the Dark Angels, and he also revealed his own identity.
"Tiberus, I once had the honor of witnessing your majestic figure from afar in the distant dark star region, but it is normal that you don't recognize me."
Farahel stared at the Space Marine Captain before him, a look of awe and a hint of nervousness on his face as he slowly began to explain.
The Space Marine captain, mistaken for Tiberius, frowned, a flicker of anger in his eyes. He gripped his weapon tightly and spoke in a low, commanding voice:
"I said, I am not Lord Tiberus! I am just an ordinary captain of the Carcharodon Regiment."
However, faced with the Space Marine Captain's denial, Farahel seemed puzzled.
He looked up and down at the tall and mighty Space Marine captain in front of him, who was wearing adamantium Terminator power armor. His eyes finally fell on the power armor shining with golden light and the Carcharhinus regiment paint on the power armor shoulder armor.
He shifted his attention to the dozen or so other Space Marines standing behind the Space Marine captain.
The Space Marines were all burly, more than two meters and eighty centimeters tall. They held all kinds of advanced and deadly weapons, and were ready to face Farahel.
With just a command from the captain, these powerful warriors will pull the trigger without hesitation, allowing the dense firepower to instantly devour the people in front of them.
"You keep saying you're not Tiberus, but who would believe you?" Farahel shook his head doubtfully and continued:
"Look at your incredibly sophisticated weaponry, your professional fighting stance, and your immensely muscular build... Aside from Tiberius and his guards, who else could possess such a powerful aura?"
It is no wonder that Farahel made such a mistake, mistaking the small group of Space Marines in front of him for Tiberus and his guards.
The Space Marine leading the team was incredibly tall and imposing, nearly three meters tall! Even more impressive was the Terminator Power Armor he wore, crafted from incredibly tough and precious adamantium.
Looking at the other nineteen Space Marine recruits following the captain, each of them is over two meters eighty in height.
The very existence of these people exudes a powerful and majestic aura. Whether it is the advanced weapons and equipment in their hands, or their tall and strong figures that are beyond ordinary people's imagination, they are all extremely deceptive.
If this Space Marine captain were allowed to return to the Empire at this moment, and as long as he did not take off his power armor helmet, anyone who saw him would probably mistake him for Tiberius himself without hesitation.
The Space Marine Captain noticed that Farahel opposite him was looking up and down at the astonishing heights of himself and his comrades behind him with a look full of curiosity and doubt.
It was not until then that he suddenly realized why the other party had such a serious misunderstanding.
Before undergoing the enhancement surgery, Lord Tiberus's original height was also around three meters.
Presumably, Farahel had only caught a glimpse of Lord Tiberus from afar, so when he saw himself, who had undergone enhanced surgery and was wearing Terminator power armor, he naturally confused the two. This misunderstanding was understandable.
After realizing that the other party was looking for Tiberus, the Space Marine Captain's resolute face instantly became solemn. He dialed Tiberus's exclusive communication channel without hesitation:
"Lord Tiberus, I have discovered Dark Angels Space Marines within the Underhive. One of them, who calls himself Farahel, has come specifically to find you.
I wonder what you think about this matter? Do you need me to eliminate this group of people on the spot?
The Space Marine Captain's voice was deep and powerful, filled with an endless killing intent. He had no fear of engaging in a bloody battle with the Dark Angels' Space Marines.
Tiberus, who was in the center of the bridge, was closely watching every move of Farahel and his group through holographic projection.
After listening to the Space Marine Captain's report, his calm face remained peaceful, he just narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the enemy on the screen thoughtfully.
After a moment, Tiberius slowly spoke, "Don't act rashly for now. Since they know my identity and are interested in a conversation, activate the teleportation beacon! Let me personally meet this guest from afar."
After receiving the order, the Space Marine Captain nodded without hesitation and replied, "Yes, sir!"
He quickly pulled out a teleportation beacon that flashed blue light from the power backpack on his back, then swung his arm and threw it hard on the hard ground beneath his feet.
With a slight muffled sound, the transmission beacon was firmly embedded in the cracks of the rocks, and circles of light blue energy ripples suddenly appeared around it.
Under the gaze of Farahel and his party, the teleportation beacon burst into a dazzling blue teleportation light, and a dimensional channel appeared in front of everyone.
A flash of light passed by, and a gigantic figure slowly emerged from the teleportation tunnel. This person was none other than Tiberus!
His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to make the earth tremble. Following behind him were a group of powerful men including El, Garland, and Kurland.
Tiberus, who was three meters and five meters tall, was like a moving mountain. As soon as he appeared, he exuded a suffocating pressure and moved straight towards Farahel and his group.
In comparison, Farahel, who was only two meters and a half tall, looked as small as a hungry baby in front of Tiberius. He had to raise his head with great effort to barely see Tiberius's majestic face.
"I heard you were looking for me?" Tiberus said.
His voice was like a mighty bell, deafening, echoing in the ears of Farahel and his companions. This voice contained an endless amount of majesty and dominance, causing the hearts of the five present to tremble.
"I don't know what you, the Dark Angels, want from me. Besides, I don't know any of you nobodys."
Faced with such a powerful aura and questioning from Tiberus, Farahel showed an expression of disbelief on his face.
He stared at the mountain-like being before him with wide eyes, and stammered:
"Are you...are you really Tiberus? How...how could you have grown so tall? In my memory, you were only three meters tall before!"