When Ryan and the others truly entered this sea, they understood the risks it held and why so many people had entered, yet only Gol D. Roger and his pirate crew had made it out safely.
The gale howled, and the Soaring Dragon immediately began to sway out of control, as though it would be blown over the next second.
"Lory!" Ryan shouted.
At that moment, Lory's aura surged. She lightly pressed down with both hands, and the raging winds immediately weakened, gradually calming down.
It had to be said that the ability Lory awakened after drinking the serum was ridiculously useful for sailing. For a navigator, the greatest enemies were unknown places and unpredictable weather.
Lory's ability directly reduced the threat of weather to a minimum. The reason it could not eliminate it entirely was that once nature's power reached its peak, it was no longer something ordinary human strength could stop—such as typhoons that ravaged the sea, tsunamis, and the like.
"We can move forward normally, but we can't find our direction now. Ryan, think of something!" Lory said.
Losing one's bearings in an unknown place was difficult to resolve.
With him and Ryan here, there would be no danger, but searching for Final Island without any direction was undoubtedly like looking for a needle in the ocean.
"The ends of the earth, seven stars aligned, Final Island! The ends of the earth, seven stars aligned, Final Island!"
Ryan kept muttering the words deciphered from the four Red Poneglyphs. Combined with the environment here, he found that they didn't fucking match up at all. If the person who had deciphered them hadn't been Robin, Ryan might have thought she was messing with him.
After getting nowhere, Ryan said to Lory, "Keep it up. Leave this to me!"
Ryan