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!"


"Dear, are you okay? How's your body feeling?"


Fairy Rigel gently supported her husband; her intoxicating body scent and slightly husky voice, like that of a cat, made Bruh's heart itch again.


But his waist screamed, "You're not itchy at all!"


Chapter 444 - Chapter 349: Approaching the New Continent Journey