Ohara, the famous archaeological holy land of the West Blue.
Traveling from Wano Country in the New World to the West Blue would normally have been somewhat troublesome.
But Kaido's Azure Dragon Fruit could create Flame Clouds, allowing ships to be carried through the air across the Calm Belt.
Beyond the Calm Belt lay the West Blue.
There was a map of the West Blue aboard the ship, and Vegapunk had prepared thoroughly. After entering the West Blue and sailing for another half month, the ship finally reached Ohara.
This was the Great Pirate Era, and pirates in the West Blue were rampant as well.
They encountered several pirate crews along the way, but sailing ships powered by wind were far slower than the hybrid steam paddle steamer beneath their feet.
Any pirate ships that tried to rob them were either left far behind or used by Kaido as punching bags. With a single punch of Eternal Night Black Flame, he wiped out both ship and crew.
In the end, all that remained on the sea was a burning stretch of water.
Dimon and Yamato sat on the rail, fishing rods in hand as they leisurely enjoyed sea fishing.
As a tiny black dot in the distance gradually drew closer, Yamato excitedly pointed ahead.
"Uncle Dimon, Father, Dr. Vegapunk, look! What a huge tree!"
Everyone followed her finger. At the end of their sight, beyond the horizon, a towering tree rose from the island, its sprawling crown blotting out the sky.
"That is the Tree of Knowledge, Ohara's library. It has the most scholars and books in the world."
Vegapunk stuck out his long tongue as he explained it to the little girl.
"It's so huge... It looks like an island. Is it the tallest and biggest tree in the