Countless sword lights, resembling a fearless army, barred the fierce tentacles.
At this moment, Ning Fan shouted, "It's now."
Vivian, who was prepared, instantly reverted to human form.
As Vivian fell, Ning Fan swiftly withdrew the holy sword and reached down with his right hand, pulling Vivian into his embrace.
A faint dotted line streaked across, and the two vanished immediately.
At the same time, eight tentacles heavily slapped the sea surface.
With a booming sound, a hundred-meter-high water pillar shot into the sky under the tentacles' impact.
"That's freakin' insane."
At this time, Ning Fan seemed to forge ahead in a storm, the splashing water droplets pounding like bullets against the battle armor.
At Ning Fan's current speed, he remained drenched in rain for a full minute before escaping the downpour.
"Are we safe now?"
Listening to the roaring sound of waves behind, Ning Fan glanced back suspiciously, then used all his strength to sprint away.
