Standing last among those sailors, Byron was shoved roughly onto that narrow gangplank by the pirates.
Just a short distance beneath his feet churned blood-steeped waves and dozens of gaping mouths filled with sharp teeth!
”Thud.“
He could only watch helplessly as the sharks opened their mouths, stirring up turbulent currents in the ocean as they bit viciously towards him!
However, the [Sailing Logbook] formed before his eyes and wrote furiously on its own:
"The ancient blood of the Bayfolk within you begins to boil.
Spiritual sublimation commences!"


In fact, as soon as this sentence escaped his lips, Byron sensed a speculation stirring in his heart that he had never dared to contemplate before. His mother might not have been from the Old Continent!


Chapter 625 - Chapter 445: I'll Keep Your Secret for a Lifetime (6300 in One)