On January 3, 838, the southern province of the northern Empire, the front of the southeast frontier fortress group, Ares fortress.

On the watchtower beside the fortress wall, there is a tall gray haired man with the head of a Triceratops in his hand. His ferocious face and sharp horns are kept alive by magic. The man with a scar on his face looked at the clouds, and then put the head of the Triceratops on the windowsill of the watchtower window of the city wall.

At this time, the cold wind rolls the clouds, the sky is like a sea, and there is a fierce cloud tide. The extremely dry ice wind condenses the water in the air. Anyone can see that winter is coming, and a blizzard is coming.

But the gray haired man didn't care about it at all. He put the Triceratops' head in the right position to make sure that he could clearly see the central black forest which was almost close to the window. Then, the man showed a formulaic smile. He raised the information terminal at his wrist and took a magic selfie by the Triceratops' head.

[prest releases new personal status]

[January 3, 838, 17:39: in the garrison of Ares, that's the coat of arms of the radcliffs!

"Here comes the man!"

"It's yanyujue's airship!"

"It's the president!"

Suddenly, it was like being struck by a flash of lightning, and the transferred garrisons were immediately excited - no wonder they didn't respect military discipline, because their leader, several golden class strongmen in command of Ares fortress, were also looking up at the sky and the black red floating airship. Prester was even more excited, and even took out the information terminal, I took a few photos quickly.

[17:55, January 3, 838: how excited! It's so cool to see the president's car( (photos attached)

However, just when the garrison of Ares fortress planned to arrange personnel to pick up and lead the airship to land, the black red airship suddenly stopped at the same place. Then, under the puzzled gaze of the people, a figure opened the cabin door of the airship, naturally stepped on the air and walked in the direction of the black forest.

At the moment when the figure appeared, it took away the eyes of all the people in the fortress. His appearance made the blizzard become more violent, and the surging clouds collapsed. It was like a falling gray and black funnel smoke, converging towards the place where the figure was located, People can only see a dark snow fog raging in mid air, like a chaotic cloud.

But soon, bright lightning flashed through the dark snow fog. At this moment, the intense light lit up the dark world, making the Ares fortress in the evening like day. At the next moment, the figure raised his hand, and then waved it gently to the dark forest covered with snow.

Immediately, a clear and incomparable tremor came from heaven and earth.

"Long"

This is the voice of the earth's crust.

With a violent shock that can be clearly felt even in the Ares fortress, taking the edge of the central black forest as the boundary, layer after layer of soil and rock rise up in the air with a great force that can distort time and space, just like weightlessness, large pieces of soil collapse, and the roots of the black forest trees can be seen to solidify them like hard rock.

With this wave of hand, hundreds of square kilometers of black forest land and the roots of trees float into the air together. At the next moment, in the exclamation of all the people watching this scene in ares fortress, the figures in the sky make "hand turning" and "press" at will.

With such a simple gesture, the hundreds of square kilometers of black forest split into thousands of small pieces in mid air, and then turned upside down like a building block, with the crown down and the roots up.

Then, this large black forest fell down on the land where they were, and was pressed into the ground by a huge force - together with countless Warcraft living in it.

You can see that there are black and red traces spreading in the soil, which are the last traces left by countless Warcraft after being crushed in confusion.

The figure, Joshua, had no intention of communicating with the garrison of Ares.

Now that he has arrived at the southern fortress and around the black forest, he will start to move now, without any waiting and staying