"Forget it, I should head to the Francis Wizard Tower first and max out my Spiritual Power." Lole shook his head, no longer dwelling on it, and instead cast Space Jumping Witchcraft towards the central direction of the Milton Continent.
Anyway, this was just an attempt, whether it succeeded or failed, he didn't really mind.
...
More than ten minutes later.
High above a giant city spanning three thousand miles east to west.
A space rift quietly opened, and Lole stepped out from it, glancing at the city below.
The city was lush with greenery, and dozens of rivers intertwined through it.
In every direction of the city, there were nearly twenty Wizard Towers scattered.
The spaceships in mid-air did not obstruct the sky, but rather consciously formed nearly twenty queues, each leading to a different Wizard Tower.
The widest queue was just over a hundred meters.
These queues were very long, stretching out of the city, like chains covering the city's sky.
