Ryan had read One Piece too. As a region directly ruled by the Celestial Dragons, almost no one who made a living at sea had ever been to the Red Line, and Ryan was no exception. In his memory, only King the Conflagration had come from that place.
That was why he wanted to take a look, to see what this region ruled by the Celestial Dragons was really like.
The next moment, Ryan arrived at Reverse Mountain, the convergence point where the Four Seas led into the Grand Line. He had left coordinates here before.
Reverse Mountain was only separated from the Red Line by a narrow stretch. Ryan strolled through the air and quickly reached his destination.
As a place completely ruled by the World Government, Ryan had many guesses about the Red Line. Yet when he truly saw the sight before him, he was still shocked.
It was nothing like the prosperity and peaceful lives he had imagined. Perhaps because he had arrived in a small town, everyone here was in ragged clothes, their eyes vacant.
Ryan had seen this look more than once. It was the look of people who had lost hope for the future, who no longer carried dreams in their hearts.
Just like the slaves he had rescued from Mary Geoise before.
He truly could not understand how this place had become like this. He had originally thought the people here would live a little better than those at sea.
After all, there were no pirates running rampant on the Red Line, though now there were no pirates anywhere at sea except in Paradise.
Ryan did not know how to describe how he felt.
At that moment, he walked over to an old man with his upper body bare. The longer one lived,