Under Gan Fall's lead, Crocodile and the others slowly made their way toward the City of Gold.
They traveled through an extremely narrow valley, so straight it seemed almost unnatural.
The valley extended from the edge of the White-White Sea, cutting forward deep into Upper Yard. As far as the eye could see, there was no end in sight.
By rough estimate, the canyon was likely dozens of kilometers long.
On both sides stood steep rock walls that rose into the clouds.
The walls were as smooth and even as if carved by blades and axes, reflecting the daylight with an icy sheen.
Beneath their feet lay hard stone ground, barren of even a blade of grass. Only the occasional fine dust swept up by the wind drifted silently through the canyon.
The group walked in silence, with only the crunching of their footsteps on the stone echoing through the valley.
"Hey, listen."
At last, Yasopp could not hold back any longer.
He looked up at the dull, monotonous rock walls on either side, his tone full of mockery and dissatisfaction.
"You've already let us in, so why not be more generous and let us see the sights of this City of Gold? Why do we have to walk through this dump?"
"Allowing you to walk God's Path is already the greatest blessing you could receive."
Gan Fall did not even turn his head, his tone calm.
"God's Path?"
Yasopp sneered, his face full of contempt.
"This? A barren canyon with nothing growing in it? Other than the walls being a little smoother, what makes it worthy of the word 'God'?"
He swept his gaze around, his eyes filled with disdain.
In his view, the canyon was indeed straight and smooth, but that was all there was to it.
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