Drawn by the Saint's Corpse, the Atlantic Ocean arrived at Hot Pants's side. Like the legendary tale of Moses parting the sea, the ocean split apart out of thin air, forming two walls of seawater.
Hot Pants had once been a nun. At any other time, she would surely have been moved to tears by the miracle before her, clasping her hands in prayer to the god she believed in.
But now—
"Damn it!"
The ground beneath her feet had turned soft from being soaked by seawater. The moment she stepped down, the force pushing back against her felt wrong, and her speed immediately slowed.
The five gunmen from earlier had been effortlessly crushed by Lin Qing's terrifying combat power, but they had still delayed Lin Qing's group by two or three seconds.
Combined with the softened ground soaked in seawater, after just three or four steps, Hot Pants felt Lucy's breathing stop again. An icy, bone-chilling gaze fell upon her from behind.
Funny Valentine!
He had caught up!
Hot Pants turned around and saw President Valentine bring out three more duplicates from parallel worlds.
They were already on a narrow path. As they ran, the walls of seawater separating them on either side grew taller and taller. D4C hurled the three duplicates forward, and they pounced at Hot Pants, filling every inch of space and vision at once.
Hot Pants fiercely swung her tail—she was immensely grateful to be in her dinosaur form, with enough strength—and knocked all three duplicates away.
They crashed into the walls of seawater, vanished within them, and disappeared from sight.
But Funny Valentine's original body had vanished as well.
"Watch out!"
Hot Pants heard Lin Qing's warning. Following the direction of his finger, she saw D4C appear from behind and to the side.
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