Since it had been decided before that the Golden Lion Leoport would be responsible for running the formation, Albert stood a little further back so as not to hinder Leo's charge.
He was very unwilling that things would turn out like this, but he had no choice.
That mysterious power could control five people at the same time, instantly knocking each of Albert's clones to the ground. And at the same time as the clones fell to the ground and were relieved, the mysterious power could immediately be activated to control the other five clones.
The interval between two ability activations is no more than half a second, and there is almost no cooling time. In this case, no matter how many clones Albert summons, they will be suppressed to the ground one by one in just a few seconds. No matter how many clones are used, they will not be enough.
ah?
Is there no other better way to resist that mysterious power?
Then again, what principle does that mysterious power rely on? Why was Albert suddenly and evenly overwhelmed by the elusive force even though there was no one around him? Could it be that the power itself was air?
Part of it? Is it air pressure? No, it’s gravity?
The more Albert thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out, so he opened his eyes and observed carefully. The so-called authorities are blind to the beholder. Perhaps by observing Leo from a distance from a different angle, he could see some clues.
The ball was passed from Gusta's hands, passed through Hiloma, and landed in the hands of young Lion boy Leoport with an ultra-short pass. At least, the pass in the Sphinx's position would not be blocked by that
It was blocked by mysterious forces, because doing so was too conspicuous, and the cheating of the South African team would be exposed to the public.
After getting the ball, Leo rushed out, seemingly not sparing his remaining physical strength. He was about half a yard away from the group, and seemed to be immediately attacked by the mysterious force, and he began to lose his balance!
"Huh!" The lion-man boy suddenly disappeared and his whole body became translucent. Part of his body moved into the subspace and was in a state where he would not be attacked by external physical attacks.
His [Void] was indeed effective. The mysterious power failed to suppress Leoport's actions. The golden lion rushed into the depths of the enemy's formation unimpeded. The defenders of the South African Saints also planned to stop Leoport.
Running formation, but [Sandstorm Divine Walk] is theoretically unstoppable, it is as untouchable as a phantom!
One yard, two yards, three yards! Leoport has run far enough, and has reached the standard of allowing the Sphinx to advance ten yards before the fourth gear, keeping the Sphinx's possession of the ball!
"That's enough, Mr. Leopold!" Albert shouted.
But Leo ignored Albert's advice and continued running. The defenders of the South African Saints desperately tried to stop the golden lion, but unfortunately they could not block a phantom that penetrated everything, and they still watched the golden lion.
Ran over!
Only then did Albert realize what was going on. His previous three attacks were all decoys, just to make his opponents relax their vigilance!
The South African Saints probably thoroughly investigated the physical condition of each member of the Sphinx team before the start of the game and knew that Leoport's body was on the verge of destruction. Albert had already advanced eight yards in the first three attacks and was still short of
One point can keep the Sphinx's possession of the ball. Logically speaking, Leoport has no reason to advance more than two yards.
But the golden lion just didn't follow common sense and ran away despite being seriously injured.
He shouted, he sprinted, he scored a touchdown, and with unstoppable momentum he directly penetrated the bottom line of the South African Saints' position and threw the ball beautifully to the ground.
"Touchdown! 6:0, Sandstorm Sphinx takes the lead!"
The first victory! Leoport raised his arms in a victory gesture and spit out a mouthful of blood, which made everyone on the Sphinx team tremble.
It is indeed very hard for him to run a distance of nearly fifty yards while keeping his abilities activated! Will this really not shorten his lifespan again?
"Thank you for your hard work." Shiloma came over with several medical staff carrying a stretcher.
"Sorry, I'm going to take a rest." Leoport waved while lying on the stretcher.
"Have you observed it carefully over there?" Hiloma turned to ask Albert: "Have you thought of a way to crack that mysterious power?"
The tiger man young man shook his head. He still couldn't see clearly. The mysterious power probably only entangled Leoport for about half a second before giving up. Leoport who entered the [Avatar] state would not be affected by the outside world.
Any physical attack, the force like gravity or wind pressure can't do anything to Leoport. But Albert really didn't see any mystery from a distance... The force felt like it was directly exerted on
As for the human body, I didn't see any distortion in the surrounding air, nor did I feel anything strange.
Except for the artificial turf on the ground, which was flattened in a circle.
"That's right." Hiloma didn't seem to have high expectations for Albert, "Then we can only hope that Gusta and Phileos can hold on."
The tiger man frowned: "They are not so arrogant that they dare to attack the rear guard, right?"
If the Sphinx defenders who were responsible for intercepting were crushed to the ground by that force, and if five of them fell to the ground at the same time, it would be too conspicuous.
As the center forward, Gusta is also the center of the team's entire wall. The giant tiger man Kong Wu is powerful, fat and strong. That mysterious power may not have any effect on Gusta.
"I don't know. But I'm sure they will do something small." Hiloma grinned and said, "They are a bunch of scum who are good at cheating. Come and do whatever you want."
He was obviously speaking with such a playful smile, but there was a hint of great anger in his smile. The South African Saints actually used such despicable means to tarnish the game in the finals of such a sacred game. They love this sport.
Shiloma must be extremely angry now.
"Today is also the last game. Let me tell you a short story." Hiloma walked back to the position and said: "Once upon a time, there was a liar who wandered around the world ------"
In 672 AD, the Grand Casino in Cairo, with its splendid walls and bricks, shone brightly under the lanterns.
"Is that him?" The lion boy looked at a person on a gambling table opposite from a distance.
"Yes, Master." Several bodyguards in black suits behind him replied.
"I understand. Just wait here and I'll come as soon as I can." Leoport said, dismissing the guards.
He passed through the gambling crowd, passed through the greedy hall, and finally came to the Black Jack (Black Jack) table and sat down.
Sitting next to the young lion man was a young tiger man with slightly shabby clothes and a thin and haggard face. Logically speaking, high-end places like the Cairo Grand Casino do not allow people with shabby clothes to enter, but this
The famous tiger man seemed to be very clever in using various means to cover up the flaws in his clothes, and his clothes barely met the standard for entry... Or maybe he bribed the guards at the casino entrance and slipped in.
In short, this young man is not simple. The chips in front of him are not directly proportional to his outfit, and the number has reached an astonishing level. This is the huge amount of money he got from winning many consecutive gambling games today.
Casinos are all run by gangsters. In this [Cairo Grand Casino], this [gangster] naturally refers to the Sphinx Group. This young tiger man has won so many gambling games in a row, and the people of the Sphinx Group are not
Maybe he didn't care, so there was the meeting between Leoport and this skinny tiger man.
"Hi, friend." The lion boy was the first to go up and talk to the tiger man: "It seems like today is your lucky day?"
The other party glanced at Leoport and did not answer. But he could tell from the neatly combed lion's mane of the lion boy and the stiff and expensive black dress on his body that this boy was either rich or noble.
, has a great background.
Is this kid the young master of a wealthy family? Maybe. But the kid can actually go in and out of a casino like this, and the people in the casino don't care about him? He's running around in the casino alone, where are his parents?
After several guesses, the young tiger man still couldn't understand the intention of the young lion man to chat with him, so he casually replied with vigilance: "You're quite lucky."
"Really?" Leoport smiled calmly: "Friend, you have been so lucky today, it's time to stop, right? You must know that luck will run out, and staying so lucky may be a bad thing.
?What if you really need to use this luck and it runs out again?"
"It's just superstition." The tiger man replied calmly, without a smile on his face. His expression was stiff, and even after winning such a huge sum of money, he still couldn't show any joy, as if he was born not to laugh.
people.
"Well, just think of it as superstition, friend." The young man put one arm on the gaming table. It was rude to do so, but the banker opposite did not stop the young man: "I won't lie to you.
, this is for your own good. You won so much money without even showing a smile, as if you were an emotionless gambling machine. If you can't feel pleasure from this, then why are you doing it? -
-----Come on, it's time to stop. Change your winning chips into cash, and then let's go have a drink. I'll treat you. I won't treat you badly."
"Oh, I understand now." The tiger man looked at the young man with some hostility: "This must be some kind of scam, right? Treat me to dinner and drink, and then take the money I have on me while I'm drunk.
Sweep away?"
"How is that possible?" the young lion man said with a smile: "The cash you exchanged is stored in your identity authentication magnetic card. The magnetic card is bound to your body information. Only you can use it, and others can't use it if they steal it, right?"
"...You know very well how the Cairo Grand Casino operates." said the haggard young tiger man.
"Of course. I run this casino." Leoport also laughed.
As if he was amused by the other party, the young tiger man who had never shown a smile suddenly made an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling.
"Stop joking," he said.
"You're not joking." Leoport said: "So do you want to go drinking with me? We should find some beautiful girls after drinking, and then," he licked his lips with his tongue: "Let's do it together
Such and such indescribable things. This will definitely be interesting. My intuition tells me that your skills in that area are great. Playing with us is much more interesting than trying to count cards in a place like this.
Already."
The tiger man's face became solemn, "I didn't count cards. Every time I made a bet, I placed it as quickly as possible without thinking. Why do you think I'm counting cards? You'd better come up with some evidence."
"
"Uh-huh-huh------" The lion boy suddenly changed from a casual smile to a sneer, and the expression on his face suddenly changed from the original amiable to a ferocious one: "I don't have any evidence. But we don't need to do anything.
Evidence. We are gangsters, not detectives."
As a result, the face of the young tiger man became more solemn, and he realized that the matter was not simple. At this time, other gamblers around him had already quietly turned around and left. The originally lively corner of the casino suddenly became deserted, with only the young tiger man and the lion.
Two people, a young man.
There is even a chill in the air. (To be continued)