Amazon was only half Arthur's height. She was like a dwarf and very light.

  Disposing of the body was easy—He grabbed her and buried her in the isnd cloud. Maybe in a day or two, she would be eaten by the creatures of the White Sea. There would be no trace left.

  Before that—Arthur ripped off Amazon's wings. He made two holes in his animal-hide coat and put the wings through.

  These wings were just decorations for the Skypieans. They were useless. Why couldn't Arthur pretend to be a Skypiean? It would save him a lot of trouble.

  As for being reized as a stranger? He didn't Believe the Skypieans knew everyone on the isnd.

  ....

  The gleaming Heaven's Gate reflected Arthur's—current image.

  Long bck hair reached his shoulders. His eyes were as bright as stars. His sharp eyebrows added a touch of ess. His tattered clothes couldn't hide his unusual aura. The small white wings on his back didn't look out of pce at all.

  Satisfied, Arthur made sure he hadn't left any traces. Then, he casually walked onto the isnd cloud.

  The cloud beh his feet surged. His Observation Haki revealed a giant, over 100-foot-long red shrimp beh him.

  "An—Express Shrimp?" Uanding dawned on Arthur. A smile graced his lips. He was in high spirits. He stretched out his arms and shouted, "Charge, towards the starting point of my dream - Angel Isnd!!"

  The giant red shell touched his feet. It seemed to uand his words. The Express Shrimp shot forward with incredible speed.

  The wind howled in his ears. Arthur's eyes were wide. He stared at the circur sky road ahead that led directly to the Sky Isnd.

  The sky road was like a white ribbon. It stretched from the isnd cloud beh his feet to the Sky. He couldn't see the end with his naked eye.

  This magnifit sight couldn't be created by human hands. It was either a natural phenomenon or the work of a true god.

  Of course, some special Devil Fruits could also achieve this. After all, no one knew what kind of bizarre fruits might appear on the Grand Line.

  The Express Shrimp was as fast as a supercar from Arthur's past life. It was almost like flying. Its huge body was submerged in the clouds. He couldn't imagine what gave it such speed.

  Arthur was led in a gap in the shrimp's red armor, as steady as a mountain. As he got closer to Angel Isnd, his excitement grew.

  He had meticulously phe timing—risking his life in a gamble. A series of as others couldn't prehend, all to reach this isnd of dreams.

  Now that Sky Isnd was within reach, Arthur's emotions were uandable.

  He looked up. A bright hole appeared above—The end of the circur cloud path atch of white light. He couldn't see what was ahead.

  With excitement and anticipation, Arthur prepared to nd.

  ...

  "Boooooommmm!!!"

  The Express Shrimp burst out of the dark cave. The force threw Arthur into the sky. Then, the shrimp's body left the track. It fell downwards.

  "Bang!"

  Arthur nded on the soft, wet isnd cloud. He looked at the beautiful sery. It was just as he had imagi. He couldn't help but burst into ughter.

  "Hahahaha!!"

  He clutched his forehead, ughing until he was out of breath.

  Five years of waiting, pying h the vilgers of Jaya, stantly inquiring about the rising sea current, carefully calg the timing, and then, risking his life...

  All of that didn't matter. What mattered was that he had succeeded!

  In this gamble with his life, betting that he could survive the current and reach Sky Isnd, Arthur had put all his chips oable. He hadn't let himself down.

  Right now, he was on—Angel Isnd's Angel Beach!

  Behind him was the White-White Sea, where water and clouds merged. Ahead atch of greeation, like a small forest. The trees bore dark green, pumpkin-shaped fruit.

  Further away were buildings made from a special process using isnd clouds. They were no less impressive than skyscrapers.

  He looked around. Angel Beach was deserted. It was very quiet.

  Arthur leased. This erfect. If there had been people, he would have had to waste his breath, or kill all the witnesses.

  Before he got to know the Skypieans—he didn't want them to know he was from below.

  If he didn't have to, Arthur didn't want to kill indiscriminately.

  Even though with power es the urge to kill, and Arthur's power is not small, he didn't want to bee like Big Mom, unreasonable and uo unicate.

  He wao focus his madness on his dream!

  On the Grand Lihe most important thing was freedom, to live as one pleased. In this world without rules or ws, whoever made him unhappy, he would make them even more unhappy.

  ....

  On Angel Beach, there were ut trees—They bore pumpkin-like fruit.

  The juiside was sweet and delicious. It erfect for queng thirst.

  Arthur ate a few. He rested in a nearby paviliohought about his steps.

  First, he o avoid the local w enfort, the guards of Angel Isnd, the army uhe self-procimed God—Gan Fall.

  Arthur estimated that Gan Fall and his four priests were at their peak. They were strong. To people from the Blue Sea, they were worth roughly 60 to 80 million Belly in bounty.

  Don't uimate Gan Fall's first appearance 27 years iure. He easily dealt with a Sea King that Luffy and the others couldn't handle.

  That was because Luffy, Zoro, and the others had altitude siess. They were short of breath. They couldn't use their full strength.

  Even so, Arthur had no iion of fighting them. If he did, he would be hunted endlessly. He might even lose his life.

  However, based on the current situation, Gan Fall and the four priests should be on God's Isnd, Upper Yard. They shouldn't know that a Blue Sea dweller had snuck up here. They shouldn't find out for a while.

  During this window, Arthur o get a vehicle from the Angel Isnders. He o go to Enel's home, Birka.

  Birka was southeast of Angel Isnd. Ah on sense could figure that out. Sunrise, suhe growth of trees, and their rings.

  From what Arthur remembered, very few people on Angel Isnd knew where Birka was. Once he got to Birka, he would be retively safe.

  The key was how to get there!

  Swimming wasn't out of the question. But there were many Sea Kings in the White-White Sea. The risk was high. And he didn't know the exact distance.

  The best method was a vehicle called a "Waver." It was like a motorcycle. It was fast and ve.