On January 3, 838, the southern province of the Northern Empire, the front end of the southeastern border fortress group, Ares Fortress. .

On the watchtower next to the fortress wall, there was a tall gray-haired man holding a triceratops in his hand. His hideous face and sharp horns were preserved vividly by magic. The man with a scar on his face looked at the clouds all over the sky, and then placed the triceratops' head on the window of the city wall's watchtower.

At this time, the cold wind swept the clouds, the sky was surging with fierce cloud tides like the sea, and the extremely dry ice wind condensed the moisture in the air. Anyone could see that winter was coming and blizzard was about to come.

But the gray-haired man was not concerned at all about this. He straightened the triceratops' head, determined the position, and could clearly see the central black forest outside the window, which was almost within reach. Then, the man showed a formulaic smile. He raised the information terminal at his wrist and took a magic selfie with the triceratops' head.

【Priste released a new personal status】

[17:39 on January 3, 838: On the second day of Ares Fortress, I accidentally hunted a quasi-gold-level heavy armored triceratops. (with photos)]

[Location: Ares Fortress in the southern province, use the second generation professional version to explore and send it with a spiritual terminal]

After sending this message, the gray-haired man, Prest, immediately took down the triceratops head placed on the windowsill, and then put it in a special magic bag. You can see that the magic preserved the resentment and fury of the triceratops before his death. It can be said that it was full of momentum, but all of this is attributed to magic. If the magic disappears, the head that has not yet been subjected to anti-corrosion measures will rot.

After doing all this, Prest once again linked the information terminal.

【Britney likes your new status.】

【Britney: Brother is so awesome!】

[Dal likes your new status.]

[Dal: I have to say, my friend, you are so handsome!]

[Factory owner Ronde praised your new status.]

【…】

【Sydial praises your new status.】

【Rin (Administrator enjoys purple id) likes your new status.】

Looking at the rapid increase in the number of friends leaving messages and likes under the photos, Prest couldn't help but smile a little nostalgic. Especially after seeing his sister Britney's reply, he felt even more joy and motivation in his heart, and felt that he could go hunting for a few more rounds and turns.

"Thank you to Magic Network, thank you to the information terminal, thank you for the status posting and message functions, and thank you to the great Lord."

After sincerely thanking all the above existences in his heart, Prest looked at the information terminal on his wrist like a gem, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so great, this invention."

Since Priest was invited by Joshua last year and joined the Empire's Foreign Exploration Department as a student of the Winter Fort Champions Academy, he had to leave his sister in Moldavia and hand it over to the staff specially arranged by the academy and his friend Dahl for care. He was conducting various devil training and practical investigations... The separation is long, and the reunion is short. Every time Priest returns to Moldavia for a short rest, he feels unusual happiness and pain. Happiness is finally reunited with his family, pain is about to part again, and there is no news for several months.

In fact, this kind of separation pain is extremely common on the continent of Mycrov. Whether it is adventurers or mercenaries, long-distance caravans or mainland artists, they all need to go out for a long time, not to mention soldiers who are assigned to the frontier and thousands of miles away from their hometown... Although the existence of letters, communication magic, and even the light curtain technique of images are not a profound spell, for most ordinary people and some people with special conditions, these methods cannot be used most of the time.

Priest, who has been in various PUBG all year round, was originally one of them, but recently, the pain of this separation has disappeared from him, among the North, or, in some lucky empire residents!

Because the new generation of information terminals has additional functions called "status release" and "add familiar contacts"!

The information terminal is another revolutionary magic prop born under the guidance of the legendary lord from Moldavia, Northland. The original beta information terminal has a large number of special functions, such as shooting magic images, recording, recording, detecting element concentration and data query, etc. Later updates have added special modules such as the college's internal forum and trading section. In the past two months, due to the redevelopment of Magic Network and the addition of servers, the new generation of information terminals has added many new functions and new designs!

The holder of each information terminal must undergo real-name authentication. After authentication, you will get a unique personal code. By exchanging personal codes, terminal users can add the function of following friends, and then obtain the other party's dynamics as soon as possible and post a reply. In other words, with the support of Magic Network, you can get the ability to communicate in a near-real-time manner!

The emergence of this function is almost subversive for the Mycrov world, which is quite single in remote communication methods and is almost patented by the extraordinary! After confirming the reliability of the status release and private message functions, almost all the caravans and slightly wealthy adventure teams and mercenary groups in the Empire spent a lot of money without hesitation to purchase the information terminal, an emerging magic prop that was originally waiting and watching.

The big sale of information terminals has brought about how much wealth Moldavia has brought and how many changes it has brought to the world. At this time, Priest was happily looking at the photo sent by his sister using the information terminal. It was a slightly crooked portrait of the two people drawn in colored pencils.

There is also a line of small words written below the portrait: There are three days before my brother goes home.

Yes, the mission of the External Exploration Team in the Black Forest was successfully completed. Within three days, Priest was able to return to his home in Northland after various handover reports and inspections.

At this time, the following status of Prest's post had more than twenty replies, and many strangers who followed their friends' replies also browsed the photos posted by the men, most of which were praise and sighs, but a small number of people made dissonant voices.

[Is the publisher's sister on the first floor? How can such a little girl have an information terminal, and can she also see such bloody things as the first level of the Warcraft?]

[Looking at this photo, the publisher seemed to be taking a photo on the wall of the southern fortress? It involves military buildings. It is recommended to delete it. I really think it is necessary to standardize the use of information terminals, and the user's age needs to be limited.]

Although there are not many, it does exist. Some people are worried about the sudden spread of emerging things like information terminals. Some people believe that the rapid spread of information terminals will lead to the proliferation of information exchanges and will lead to the leakage of some secrets that should not be leaked, such as military secrets, etc., so strict information release and user restrictions are needed.

Prest actually thought about this. After all, compared with these latecomers, as the first to be a brave person, they had thought of similar problems and reported these hidden dangers to the superior unit. However, for this concern, the superior unit, namely the Moldavian Lord's Mansion, said, "Everyone thinks that the lord is not a big problem, and His Majesty the Emperor also allows it."

Both legendary powerful men have spoken, so no one else needs to care.

Priest ignored these overly worried replies and followed the stairs to the walls of Ares Fortress. At this moment, a deep shadow fell in the sky with a sudden increase in wind, and the blizzard covering the sky and the sun poured down like a waterfall!

The cold air mass from the northern permafrost rolled across the Helgamos Plain and finally came to the border of the southern province, facing the wet air mass of the central black forest. The wet water vapor mixed with the cold ice wind was a violent snowfall. This blizzard could even crush the solid branches of the black forest trees, causing the nests of countless beasts and monsters to be blocked, and they had to wake up and go out. Their final result was nothing more than rushing towards the gathering place of humans under the interference of the chaotic force, that is, one fortress after another.

And this is the cause of the annual "Winter Demon Tide" in the south of the empire.

When he saw Blizzard, Prest, who was originally a southerner in the Empire, knew that the first round of magic tide this year was coming soon, and dozens or even millions of crazy monsters would continuously impact every fortress around, including gold and even extreme spirit leaders and king beasts.

Every magic tide is a great test for the southern fortress group. At this time of year, there are a large number of deaths listed. At the most difficult time, civilians in the fortress even need to go up to the city wall to resist crazy monsters, resulting in huge casualties. The "Titan Dragonfly" and "Polos Python" they have observed before are the main forces of the magic tide that has caused serious losses in the past few times.

"Looking at the scale of heavy snow this year, the central area of ​​Black Forest is expected to suffer a lot..."

After looking at the horizon in the distance and finding that it was also gray, Prest couldn't help but whisper to himself: "Maybe, there will be many powerful monsters that will have to wake up from hibernation and then attack the fortress as before."

At this time, Prest had already walked to the upper and lower steps of the city wall, where there was a garrison patrol of Ares Fortress. The soldiers standing guard heard the self-talk of this young man from the new department of the Empire and with great authority. The news should have been the least unwilling for all the soldiers of the Demon Tide to hear every year, because it means major casualties and countless people will lose their lives.

But this time it was different. All the soldiers looked at each other, then smiled quite tacitly, and even began to discuss in a low voice: "Haha, the magic wave is coming!"

"This time, it's hard to say who suffers."

"The more you come, the better, the stronger the better, so that you can relieve your hatred!"

"I lost two fingers last time the Demon Tide. Thank you for the spells of the Seven Gods Church, otherwise I would have to retire. But unlike last time, this time, they came at the wrong time!"

Suddenly, the happy atmosphere appeared on the stairs, and Priest couldn't help laughing.

As for the reason, it is very simple, because everyone knows that the lord of the North, the great information terminal creator, will come to Ares Fortress this evening and launch a "big counterattack" against the Black Forest that many defenders have been looking forward to for decades!

"Oh! Look at that!"

Now, it is the time for post rotation, and the two garrisons are quickly handing over the post. Prest passed through the crowd, but suddenly, he heard a scream. It was said by a garrison who was changing the post. He was opening his eyes wide, raising his hand, and pointing to the height of the sky covered by the blizzard: "There is a floating boat!"

Suddenly, many people, including Prest, raised their heads and looked into the distance against the blizzard. They also saw that in the clouds and snow, a black and red floating boat broke through the clouds and was slowly descending towards the Ares Fortress. On the side of the airship, there was a golden sword-holding emblem shining!

That's the Radcliffe family's emblem!

"That adult is here!"

"It's the airship of the Yan Prison Lord!"

"It's the dean!"

Suddenly, it was as if they were struck by a lightning bolt. The handed over garrisons suddenly became excited. It was not because they were disrespectful to military discipline, because their leader and several gold-level powerful men in the Fortress of Ares were also happily looking at the sky high and looking at the black and red floating boat. Priest was even more excited. He even took out the information terminal and quickly took a few photos.

【January 3, 838 17:55: So excited! I saw the dean's car, so handsome! (with photos)]

However, just as the garrison of Ares Fortress was about to arrange personnel to pick up the airship to land, the black and red airship suddenly stopped in place. Then, under the gaze of everyone in confusion, a figure opened the airship's hatch door, naturally stepped on the air, and walked towards the direction where the Black Forest was.

The moment this figure appeared, it took away the gaze of everyone in the fortress. His appearance made the originally blizzard in the sky even more violent, and the surging clouds collapsed, gathering towards the place where the figure was like a hanging gray-black funnel. For a moment, everyone could only see a dark fog raging in the air, like a chaotic cloud.

But soon, bright lightning flashed across the dark snow mist. At this moment, the extremely strong light illuminated the dark world, making the Ares Fortress in the evening like daylight. In the moment, the figure could be seen raising his hand and then gently swung it towards the snow-covered black forest below.

Then, a clear and clear sound came from the world.

"Long"

This is the sound of the surging rock crusts on the earth.

Accompanied by a violent shock that can be clearly sensed even in the Ares Fortress, with the edge of the central black forest as the boundary, layers of soil and rocks rose into the air under a great force that was enough to distort space and time. It was like weightless, and large pieces of earth were broken. You could see the roots of the black forest trees solidified them like solid rocks.

This time, hundreds of square kilometers of Black Forest land and the roots of trees floated in the air. The next moment, amid the screams of all the people watching this scene in Ares Fortress, the figures in the sky made random "flip" and "press" actions.

Just such a simple gesture caused hundreds of square kilometers of black forest to split into thousands of small pieces in the air, and then turned upside down like building blocks, with the canopy facing down and the roots on it.

Immediately afterwards, this large black forest landed on the ground where they were originally located, and was pressed into the ground by a huge force, and accompanied by countless monsters living in it.

You can see that black and red traces spread in the soil, which are the last traces left by countless monsters after they were crushed in confusion.

The figure Joshua did not take any action at all and planned to communicate with the garrison of the Ares Fortress.
Chapter completed!