The sky and the deep sea had always been the places humanity understood least.
And precisely because they were unknown and undeveloped, these two places possessed limitless possibilities in a sense.
Above the Calm Belt near the East Blue of the Grand Line.
Roy stood suspended in midair.
Vast quantities of island clouds were under Roy's control, arranged across the sky above the Grand Line's Calm Belt like chess pieces, with white dots placed at intervals.
Each of those dots in the sky was actually an aerial base.
This was the route Roy had opened between the East Blue and the Grand Line.
As everyone knew, the Calm Belt was windless all year round.
Therefore, the island clouds Roy had placed here would not be shifted from their positions by the wind.
These island bases in the sky would use Vivre Cards to provide directions for Roy's ships.
And whenever a fleet encountered trouble, these bases in the sky would use Flying Fish to provide specific supplies and manpower.
With a wave of his hand, clouds rolled and shifted.
Massive white clouds were kneaded like clay in Roy's hands, forming bases and houses that settled in the sky.
With his lower body Elementalized, he hovered high in the air and looked down at another masterpiece he had completed.
Then Roy headed for the next predetermined location.
Not long after.
A flying island carrying vast quantities of construction supplies arrived and stopped beside the base Roy had created.
They would help Roy finish the remaining work.
Once the entire route had been opened, these modified cloud islands capable of flying independently.
Would serve as mobile supply tools, replenishing these bases with materials and clouds.
"This should be the last one, right?"
Using the Echo Map's detection and the blueprints he had