Iona's warship was naturally much faster than the White Tower's. In less than half an hour, the girls felt the ship begin to descend. It gradually came to a stop, the hatch opened, and Iona walked over once again.
"Follow me."
Iona still wore that indifferent expression, as if she cared about nothing. But this time, no one complained about her. In the Main World, strength was everything. Before, they had not known Iona's true power, so a few complaints had been understandable. But now, after witnessing Iona's combat ability firsthand, the girls obediently shut their mouths and said nothing more.
Compared to ordinary people and nobles, mages had an extraordinarily high tolerance for eccentricities. The fact that a certain chief of the Transmutation System could spend all day groping girls' butts and peeping on them in the bath without getting beaten to death was proof enough. Or rather, outstanding mages more or less all had something unusual about them.
Moreover, these girls were all White Tower elites. They had received their education within the White Tower since childhood and had seen plenty of strange and bizarre things. If it came to disliking social interaction, mages probably accounted for more than half of them. Ordinary people might have found Iona cold and unapproachable, but for these girls, she was not impossible to accept.
However, after leaving the warship and seeing the Heavenly Dao Palace before them, the girls were still stunned.
Floating cities themselves were not particularly surprising. Several Legend mages in the Magical Nation had their own floating cities. Naturally, those floating cities and Mage Towers were nowhere near as large as the Heavenly Dao Palace, but the girls had at least seen them before. Some had even visited them personally.
Yet to them, the Heavenly Dao Palace before