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!"


A woeful cry immediately rose from above the pyramid. The originally dazzling Golden Code, shining like a miniature sun, extinguished in an instant. As Beatrice collapsed to the ground with a THUD, Byron swiftly caught her. The Code's nearly established firm anchor chain to Conqueror Cortes, along with the name about to be successfully imprinted on its title page, all disappeared without a trace. The Luminous Crown that was about to coalesce above Cortes's head naturally disintegrated as well.


Chapter 153 - Chapter 147 The Legitimacy of the Aztec Empire in the Tayman Archipelago