"Let's go, let's go out of town." McGonagall retracted her thoughts and walked towards Amy and the ugly duckling.

"Let's go! Ugly duckling, this is our first time out of town. Amy said happily while hugging the ugly duckling.

"Meow!" The ugly duckling was also a little excited to look left and right, and the resentment of being left here alone to watch the car had been swept away.

McGonagall made an excuse for the system to put the bike away and led Amy down the flat black ashlar paved street towards the south gate.

The south gate of the Chaos City is just opposite the Chaos Guild, the city wall is about fifteen meters high, and the city gate is about eight meters high, this level of city wall is not high on the Nolan Continent, the first Luodu city wall of the Los Empire is sixty meters high, and the thickness is up to five meters, which can withstand the short impact of the tenth-level dragon.

The city of chaos was originally built by various ethnic groups together, and in order to show peace, the height and thickness of the city walls were not exaggerated.

However, this does not mean that the defense of the city of chaos is very weak, the magicians of various races carved countless magic formations on the walls of other people's directions, and in the past hundred years, the magicians of the city of chaos are still adding and repairing, and the magic of each race is fused on a city wall, and the city of chaos has become one of the most difficult cities to be captured in the entire Nolan continent.

At the gate of the city stood two rows of eight soldiers in black uniforms, with the same black knives hanging from their waists, scanning the people who came in and out.

McGonagall's gaze stayed on their chests for a moment, wearing the dove of peace badge, it seems that the city guard is in charge of the city lord's mansion, the badge of the Gray Temple is diamond-shaped, with a gold pattern on a gray background, and the pattern is different according to different duties, for example, the teachers of the School of Chaos are also subordinates of the Gray Temple, and their badge is a pattern of a pencil and a ruler interlaced.

There are all kinds of mercenaries coming in and out of the city gate, except for the dragon returning home, ordinary people will not choose to go out of the city from this direction.

Because outside of the south of the city, there are no beautiful landscapes, more such as Hessian swamps, silent mountains, dark abysses, thorn valleys...... Such dangerous places are intricately distributed in the wasteland outside the city, and there are all kinds of terrifying demonic beasts in it, as well as some medicinal herbs and beasts that are not available in other places.

Danger often comes with opportunity, so it has become a paradise for mercenaries.

"Wait a minute, are you going out of town?" As McGonagall walked to the city gate with Amy, a middle-aged guard in the queue suddenly reached out to stop them, looked at McGonagall and asked.

"Yes, what's the problem?" McGonagall smiled and nodded.

"Outside the southern city are extremely dangerous places, five miles away from the city, there will be monsters infested, although I have no right to stop you from going out of the city, but I have the obligation to remind you that taking your children out of the city may encounter danger, please think clearly about your behavior." Buddy looked at McGonagall and said solemnly.

He'd been guarding the South Gate for more than twenty years, and he'd seen many mercenaries who thought highly of themselves, but wasn't it a joke that McGonagall had gone out of town with a little girl and a kitten with her bare hands.

Seeing many mercenaries go out every day, when they come back at night, there will always be a part missing, and some of them will come back with the support or back of their teammates, and they may be missing a part of their body, and they may have lost their breath forever.

Mercenary is a profession that dances on the edge of a knife, and after leaving the city, even the simplest task may face the threat of death.

Although the Chaos Guild updates the map every day based on the information provided by the mercenaries, Warcraft will not stay in one place all the time, maybe in the one-star Warcraft area demarcated on the map, a three-star Warcraft is waiting for you to jump with its mouth open, this kind of thing is not uncommon.

The guards at the gate of the city and the mercenaries who happened to pass by also looked at McGonagall, all with a bit of exploration and doubt, this neatly dressed, fair face looked like a guy who had not even been exposed to the sun a few times, and he was going to take the two little ones out of the city?

"Well, I know that, can I go now?" McGonagall still smiled and nodded.

"Good luck." Buddy gave McGonagall a deep look and withdrew his hand.

"Thank you." McGonagall nodded, took Amy's little hand and walked out with the crowd, although she was despised all the way, she could feel that the other party was well-intentioned, and did not stage all kinds of fancy mockery.

To be honest, McGonagall was still a little disappointed, and it didn't give him a chance to slap his face at all.

"Captain, can they come back? That little girl is still quite cute. A young guard asked softly.

"Hopefully." Buddy withdrew his gaze from McGonagall's father and daughter, continuing to look at the passers-by.

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"Wow, the outside world is so big!" As soon as she walked out of the city gates, Amy looked out with wide eyes.

The world was suddenly opened up by the tall walls, and in the distance there were mountains and hills, some places shrouded in mist, others emitting light during the day, and McGonagall's eyes lit up.

At this moment, a black dot suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance, which was magnified countless times in an instant, appearing in the sky above everyone.

"Dragon!" Someone shouted softly, with a bit of excitement and fear.

"Dragons?" McGonagall looked up, narrowing her eyes slightly.

The huge wings obscured the sky and the sun, blocking the sunlight at once, casting a shadow on the ground, and the cold breath seemed to freeze the air.

It was a frost dragon with a wingspan of more than thirty meters, snow-white and crystal scales covered the whole body, the huge body was not bloated at all, elegant and majestic, a pair of dark blue eyes swept over the people below, and the people who were swept seemed to be frozen even their blood for a moment.

The gates of the city were silent, and most of the mercenaries didn't even dare to look up, but quickened their pace a few times, trying to leave from the dragon's shadow.

Although the Race War Dragons were not able to rule the world back then, it is undeniable that their powerful individual strength, the strength of this Frost Dragon is at least comparable to that of a seventh-level mage, and this strength has already stood in the upper echelon no matter what race it is.

The dignity of the strong cannot be challenged, and after leaving the city of chaos, they are no longer protected by the rules and laws of the city of chaos.

"Huh! Isn't this the big dragon dragon that Grandpa Turtle Shell conjured? It's beautiful! At this moment, Amy's voice of surprise rang out.

"Meow!" The ugly duckling also looked up at the frost dragon, stretching out its little paws, looking a little hostile.

"Well, it's beautiful." McGonagall also nodded, although McGonagall Alex had many fragments of dragon-slaying memories in her memory, but this was the first time he had seen a real dragon, like a work of art finely carved from frost, the frost wings were slightly incited, bringing a piece of wind and snow out of thin air, sweeping away the inherent impression of the western dragon lizard and wings in his mind.

The expression of the mercenary next to the "father and daughter ......" suddenly became strange, and he walked a few quick steps, consciously moving a little further away from McGonagall and Amy.

The frost dragon's gaze also fell on McGonagall and Amy at once, and the ground under their feet was suddenly filled with a layer of ice flowers, but they quickly showed a hint of doubt: "Why does this man's breath feel so familiar?" This feeling...... Is it fear? ”