Everyone was not very clear on how long they had flown, for in the dream-like Spirit World, time held little significance; an instant might be eternal, and eternity might just be a moment.
Dorothy and the others just saw that the rainbow bridge suddenly had an end, and then they understood they had arrived at their destination.
Then, reality shifted once more.
The lifelike White Dragon, as if colliding with a water mirror, caused ripples on its surface, the dragon collided, and out came the warship.
When the witches opened their eyes once again and looked forward, the silhouette of a massive structure was faintly visible in the distant sea of clouds.
It was a vast realm composed of countless large and small floating islands, just a first glance was enough to identify it as at least four or five times the size of Witch Academy.
It was so immense, so large that even from a great distance, the people could not completely take in the entire city at once.
"Wow, is it that big?"
