"Are you worried?" When he returned to the Sphinx team's position, Gusta saw the confusion on Albert's face and asked in a hoarse voice.
"No..." Albert replied with a wry smile.
"Don't worry about me, just run at your own pace." Gusta added, "Even if it's just out of impulse, I will use my last strength to send you to the touchdown."
"Hahaha..." Albert continued to smile bitterly, not knowing how to respond.
"The high-risk running pattern just now must be prohibited." Hiloma said with a straight face: "If your kid is seriously injured, our team will be doomed."
"Anyway, this is the last game for the Sphinx team," the tiger man said angrily. Because he couldn't think of a way to crack the mysterious power for the time being, Albert couldn't help but feel a little irritated.
Mutt suddenly kicked Albert.
"Hey!" the tiger youth shouted in protest.
"Idiot." The cat boy turned away, also feeling angry.
This guy doesn't know what he's thinking.
At the moment before kick-off, Hiloma suddenly came to Albert's ear: "No matter what happens next, you just run."
"Um?"
Before Albert could react, the Sphinx had already kicked off! The ball passed from Gusta's hands to Hiloma's hands, and the quarterback made a short pass as if to hand the ball over.
To Albert. And at this perfect time, Gusta also launched a war cry, forcing everyone's attention to it!
Albert obviously didn't feel the ball falling in his hands. He almost suspected that Hiloma's short pass was wrong. But he immediately thought that Hiloma had other plans. He just ran, just like he did just now.
He ran out, and while Gusta's battle cry was in effect, he pretended to be running with the ball and ran backwards!
The war cry can attract the attention of everyone around, and naturally people's eyes can't leave Gusta. But people's eyesight is very wide, in addition to the focus, they can also see things around them with their peripheral vision. Even Gusta
Tower's war cry could not be completely controlled. The players of the South African Saints naturally saw Albert running with their peripheral vision, and some even moved to try to block him (although it was meaningless). Two seconds passed.
After that, the effect of Gusta's battle cry passed, and at the same time, Albert also activated [Hidden God], making him invisible to everyone present!
It was this moment! When everyone in the South African team looked around impatiently, trying to find the hidden Albert, their eyes also wandered around, lost focus, and did not even notice Mute who was running far away.
!
Whoosh! - And quarterback Hiloma also hit a ball! It was a super-speed long pass as powerful as a cannonball, and it was a super low-altitude pass!
That's right! Hiloma made an appointment with Mute from the beginning, to pass the ball this time! The passing route was naturally decided from the beginning. Mute didn't have to look at the path of the ball at all, he just had to follow the decision.
If you run towards the passing route, you can definitely catch this long pass!
That's right! This time it was not Albert who ran the formation at all, but Albert was a decoy! Albert's previous running formation was also to pave the way for this long pass, making the opponent think that the Sphinx was
He would do his same trick again this time! Who knew that Hiloma would immediately use an unexpected long pass in his second attack to advance greatly in one breath!
But the matter is not over yet! That mysterious force will definitely target Mutt immediately and use huge pressure to clamp the cat-man boy to the ground! If Mutt is crushed to the ground before receiving the ball, this will
It turned into an invalid pass, and there was even a risk of the ball being won by the South African team! According to previous experience, there was about half a second before the mysterious force locked Mute! But Hiloma's pass was still far away from Mute.
Ten yards away, can the cat boy really get to the position of the pass before being suppressed?
No! It was obvious that he couldn't make it! Albert immediately saw that Mutt's pace slowed down, and the grass he was walking on was also squashed in a circle by some mysterious force. That force had already caught up with Mutt!
Oops! Seeing that Mutt is about to be suppressed by the mysterious force and fall to the ground, but the ball has not yet flown, this long pass may end in failure! There is obviously only six yards left!
"Haaah!" Mutt roared and used his arms! With inertia, he brought his "rubber man" ability to the extreme, and his longer arms just reached the ball passed by Hiloma!
The ball spinning at high speed easily connected with Mutt's arm, rolled together, and was firmly caught by the cat boy. When he wore the demon-sealing bracelet, he forcibly extended the length of his arms to make them grow longer.
If he passed five yards, his arm would definitely be damaged to a certain extent. However, even if he was injured, he still successfully caught the ball! His arm also contracted quickly, and he retracted half of it before Mutt completely!
"First gear! Sandstorm Sphinx, advance twenty-three yards!" the referee announced. The ball's landing point was calculated based on the position of the ball at the moment Mutt fell to the ground. At that moment, Mutt's arm was still
About three yards of the length has not been completely shrunk, so the landing point of the ball is also discounted by three yards.
In this way, the Sphinx team advanced another 23 yards, and there were still the last 20 yards left from the South African team's bottom line. If nothing unexpected happened, Albert would reach the goal with two more runs!
"Timeout!" Siroma called a timeout at the most appropriate time. The game was suspended for two minutes.
"Uh-huh!" Mutt climbed up with Albert's help. His arm tore part of the muscle due to the forced extension, and he grinned in pain.
"You are trying too hard." Albert whispered.
"This is the last game anyway." Mutt said in the same tone as Albert before, as if he was sarcastic to Tiger.
Albert showed a complicated expression.
The medical staff quickly carried the injured Mutt off the field, sprayed the cat-man boy with analgesic medicine, and quickly and methodically wrapped a circle of thick and medium bandages on Mutt's arms. This will naturally affect Mutt.
Mutter's next catching action is very difficult, but with Mutter's miraculous self-healing speed, it is estimated that the bandage will be removed soon.
Albert also noticed Mutt's unusual self-healing ability. He knew that was not a good thing. It was proof that the abyssal grain boundary was continuing to erode Mutt's body. But in this game, this may not be entirely true.
It's a bad thing.
"The feint battle can only be used once." Seeing the staff treating Mutt's injury, Hiloma whispered beside Albert: "They won't be so easy to deceive after that. I can't do it anymore for the time being."
The ball was passed to Mutt, and the rest is all up to you."
"Twenty yards... it's best to run it in one breath." Albert replied to himself as he approached.
The worst-case scenario is to use [Shenyin] to advance about seven yards at a time and run in three times. But can Gusta's vocal cords withstand the damage caused by multiple battle cries?
"Oh, a sports drink has been sent to comfort us." Hiloma took a bottle of cold drink from a staff member and drank it in one gulp: "Ah! - Enjoyable! Aren't you going to drink it?"
"Uh." Albert looked at the box of sports drinks placed on the bench. The package seemed familiar. Isn't that what the guys on the Dawn are doing recently, something like [Photon Coke]?
This seems to be called Photon Coke Quantum Flavor. A new product? It emits a strange icy blue light. A mere sports drink actually glows. Doesn’t drinking this make you have a stomachache?
"Aren't you afraid of getting a stomachache if you drink soda during the game?" Albert asked doubtfully. Under normal circumstances, you should drink non-carbonated drinks that can replenish salt and electrolytes, right?
"Sister Sherrichard ordered it from the supplier." Hiloma said, "Just drink it, it's no problem. In order to celebrate the Sphynx team reaching the Super Cup finals, the Sphynx Consortium ordered
A large amount of Photon Coke is provided to everyone in the stadium for free. By this moment, tens of thousands of people in the stadium have already drank tens of thousands of bottles of Photon Coke. If there could be a problem, it would have already happened."
"That's not the point..." Albert picked up a bottle of Coke and hesitated to drink it: "The audience outside the venue are not afraid of diarrhea. They can go to the bathroom at any time. I have drunk too much carbonic acid on important occasions before.
The drink gave me stomachache. And trust me, it ended badly."
"Ha, speaking of this, do you know what happened when Moussahir made a fool of himself on the court two years ago?" Phileos drank the cold drink and said with an evil smile: "Fortunately that day
We wore dark red jerseys. The kid was traumatized afterwards and didn't play for months."
"Senior, I'm listening here..." Snow Leopard Musa Hill said awkwardly at the side.
The Sphinx players burst into laughter.
Meanwhile, outside the Egyptian National Stadium.
"This is the last truck, please accept it." Lawrence parked the truck outside the venue. Because he made a huge profit today, Lawrence couldn't help but look happy.
"Very good." Snow Lion girl Sherry Chad glanced at the delivery form and asked her men to handle the thousands of bottles of drinks in the truck. Just like the drinks received before, they will be unpacked quickly.
Before the coldness of the drink has completely subsided, distribute it to every spectator in the venue.
On an ordinary sultry morning in this hot country, tens of thousands of people crowded into a venue to watch a football match noisily. It was naturally unbearably hot. Therefore, ice-cold Coke became the salvation of the audience, Sphinx
The free drinks provided by the consortium are in short supply, and no matter how many are delivered, they are never enough to consume.
I hope the last truck of Coca-Cola delivered can last until the end of the game. She thought. Otherwise, she will have to find another way. Sherrichard cast his eyes on the old man in the passenger seat of the truck and asked tentatively: "Old mage,
Can this plan really succeed?"
"Theoretically," the great mage Logan replied with a smile, "This is also the first time for me to conduct such a large-scale experiment, and experiments are always full of unknown variables. No one can guarantee success. If the expected values can be collected,
That’s fine, hehehe.”
"Even if it doesn't reach the expected value, it will still have some effect, right?" Sherrichard asked.
"Of course. I can guarantee this." Logan smiled and said: "After all, this is equivalent to tens of thousands of people casting spells at the same time. The effect must be more powerful than the entire choir of the ivory tower, hehehehehe."
"Very good." Snow Lion said in an understatement. He fiddled with her long hair and turned around to walk into the venue.
Lawrence in the car narrowed his eyes and looked at Sherrichard's back with a hint of hostility.
That woman... is the woman his boss has recently become obsessed with.
She seemed to have some kind of deal with Logan. They were conducting some kind of ulterior "experiment". Even Lawrence, the supplier, didn't know the details.
He only knew that that woman was dangerous. He just hoped that this "experiment" was not something harmful to nature.
But he thought about it again and again, and felt that he might just be overthinking it. Coke is Coke, and there is no poison in it, so what are you afraid of? It's just a soda, it can't have much impact on the world, right?
"Have you got an idea?" Old man Logan seemed to see through the young man's mind: "Do you look down on our Photon Coke?"
"No, I just..." Lawrence showed a funny expression and muttered something in Egyptian that Logan couldn't understand.
"Have you heard of the butterfly effect, young man?" Archmage Logan smiled mysteriously: "A butterfly in the African wilderness occasionally flaps its wings, which may cause a tornado in Europe in a few weeks.