Chapter 1253 Rest and Reconciliation in Silent Night (30)
"Woo---"
Work hard! Phileos and Hiloma gritted their teeth and pushed forward with all their strength at the same time!
"Woooooo------!"
Push harder! Use all your strength! Due to equipment limitations, the giant's jet sprint should only take a moment. As long as they survive those mere seconds, they will win!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
Regardless of the pain in his arm, Phileos used up the last bit of strength in his body to block the giant's charge!!
pound!---------------------------
However, both of them failed. Even if Philaeos and Hiloma tried their best at the same time, they were still no match for the giant! The soles of the opponent's boots seemed to have millions of tons of propulsive force. That power was truly unrivaled. It directly pushed the
Failed! All hopes were in vain. No one in this world can stop the giant from sprinting! Phileos, who was knocked into the air, watched in despair as the giant ran further and further away.
He was about to throw off the Sphinx defenders and sprint towards the finish line!
No......!
Can’t fall down here yet!!
Before falling to the ground, Philaeos suddenly stretched out his hands and desperately hugged the giant's feet!!
However, the strength of the giant is so amazing. The effect of hugging the thigh this time is minimal. The giant just slowed down a little! The air flow came towards Philaeos and sprayed on Phileos' face------that was exactly
It's high-pressure gas ejected from the giant's spikes.
Philaeos could no longer hold onto his opponent's feet and was about to be blown away!
(I am so unwilling! I have to lose to such a cheating guy!!)
(Wait. Cheating?)
After realizing everything, Philaeos suddenly changed his strategy. Instead of hugging his opponent's thigh, he grabbed the giant's spikes with one hand!
What a rip!!
Philaeos' arm played its last role before breaking, tearing off the opponent's spikes!!
That’s right! The harder the giant ran, the higher the load on its feet. In the process of using jet gas to sprint, his spikes were even more on the verge of tearing! Under Phileos’ desperate pull, the giant
One of his spikes was torn off!
It seems that there is a protection system to prevent cheating from being detected. The torn off spikes stopped breathing instantly; but this was not the case with the other spikes worn by the giant. It was still providing propulsion to its owner to ensure that the giant
Keep pushing forward when no one can stop you!
This clever spike shoe actually harmed its owner. Only one foot of the cheating giant running back was affected by the propulsive force of the spike shoe. Of course, he would immediately lose his balance!! He almost spun and flew out, and his movements were quite embarrassing and funny!
Pounds! He fell!! And he didn't hold the ball firmly in your panic, and the football was separated from your hands!
"Get it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Shiloma hadn't gotten up yet, so she only gave the briefest command in the loudest voice!
Albert and Mutter, who were responsible for outflanking the ball, had already arrived, and the two of them pounced on the ball almost at the same time! However, there was still a giant defender responsible for protecting the ball who had not yet been knocked down. He also rushed forward to chase the ball in mid-air.
ball!
Oops! According to this situation, of course the Giant defender who was closer to the ball grabbed the ball first! Something had to be done! Mutt swooped out without thinking much, but his target was not the ball.
But that giant defender!!
Pound!! The only way the petite catman can stop his opponent is to wrap his hands around the giant's legs! This sacrificial approach is almost the same as Phileos, and the effect is the same! The giant defender is too anxious
After catching the ball, he didn't have time to attack with his feet. He was jumped and hugged by Mutt, and he lost his balance and fell down!!
"Ughhhh!" Mutt's scream came to Albert's ears. He saw with his own eyes that the catman's arm was bent by the giant's huge body. That was another heavy injury that could break the bones!
However, Albert did not slow down, and the ball almost fell to the ground. He had to catch the ball before it hit the ground!! The tiger swooped out and hugged the football that was spinning crazily in the air!
Pound!! His head fell to the ground first, and Albert was randomly dominated by a burst of chest tightness and dizziness. He knew he had a concussion.
Bang, bang. Someone slapped Albert twice and woke up the tiger.
"Mutt." The moment Albert opened his eyes, he saw the young cat man guarding him. The medical staff also arrived.
"Woo---!" When Tiger woke up a little, an uncontrollable feeling of nausea surged up from the depths of his throat. He turned to one side and kept spraying rainbow-like sparkling particles from his mouth.
"Oh, disgusting!" Cat Man took a few steps back.
"Damn, his concussion is very serious." The doctor came over and sighed after a brief examination.
"Little tiger, can you still stand up?" Hiloma asked in a low voice.
"I...I can still..." Albert tried to get up, but immediately fell down weakly. His head was dizzy, and his whole head was dominated by severe pain.
, the situation is more serious than the most severe motion sickness and seasickness.
"I can give him an injection of morphine. But once he takes the drug, he can't continue to participate in the competition." The doctor asked: "Is this okay?"
"No!" Mutt shouted nervously: "This is the last chance to attack! Without this guy to participate in the attack, we can't win!!"
"Little tiger..." Hiloma also looked at Albert with questioning eyes, as if she wanted to leave this matter to Albert to decide for himself. After all, concussion is no joke.
, it may be life-threatening if not done properly.
"Hugh, how long is the rest time?" Albert asked breathlessly, "Give me a bag of ice, I'll take a breather and I'll be fine..."
"Then quickly, apply it quickly!" Mutt immediately handed over a large bag of ice.
Tiger took the ice pack and put it on the back of his head to apply ice. The cold made him feel slightly better, at least the dizziness was temporarily contained.
"There are three minutes left..." Shiloma urged, looking at the timer: "Maybe I should remind you that this is our team's last chance to suspend the game."
"Woo..." Tiger didn't say anything, only racing against time to pant. He focused on Mutt's arm again. The cat-man's arm had just been bent by the giant, although Mutt's rubber bones
It can become soft and bend at will, but even if it is pressed like that, the injury to the arm is still very serious. Its skin is torn and bloody, and the doctors are also using various pain-relieving sprays to try their best to save Mutt's arm.
"Hmph, it seems we are all in bad luck." Tiger said in a low voice.
"Phileos is the most unlucky." Mutt smiled coldly: "His ribs were broken five times, and his arm was completely torn off. Now the doctors are busy reattaching the arm. That injury is not serious.
We can’t recover for an hour or two, and we have to rely on ourselves for the next offensive round.”
"It's meow." Tiger picked up the ice pack and covered himself harder to bring more cooling feeling. Mutt was right, if even Albert fell here, the Sphinx team
Mutt is the only one left to fight alone. If there is only one method of attack left, the Sphinx team will definitely lose.
If he becomes the only target of the Giants, Mutter will definitely be severely punished by the Giants.
(My head hurts.)
(We are obviously not related to these guys, so why should I care?)
(But---)
The sportsmanship of this group of orcs who wanted to win the game even if they were shattered to pieces deeply moved Albert.
"There are two minutes left in the timeout." Shiloma urged, looking at the timer.
(indeed.)
(To these guys, I'm just a passerby.)
"The last minute." Shiloma continued to urge: "If you really can't get up, forget it, the game will be played without you------"
(However, these guys are the same people as me, there is no big difference.)
"Thirty seconds..."
(Since they can fight to this point and shed blood and sweat on this court without hesitation...)
"Twenty seconds." Hiloma's voice became deeper and deeper, and his hope that Albert could stand up again became smaller and smaller.
Albert wanted to get up. His arms and legs worked hard, but the weakness all over his body prevented him from moving an inch.
(How could I not be able to do it?)
"Ten seconds." Hiloma covered her head: "Forget it, lift him down ------"
"Woo...!" Albert put his hands on the ground, and his two trembling legs began to exert force.
He slowly stood up.
He was shaky and weak. The concussion made Albert unable to even stand. His ability to continue standing was entirely dependent on [will].
That is, the indomitable will to win at all costs, even if your body is broken into pieces.
That is also the [obsession] to become the strongest and the king.
------That's something Albert never had.
"Wow---" Tiger didn't stand still and almost fell down again. However, the cat-man Mutt was already supporting Albert, using the only part of his shoulder that could still be used on his seriously injured arm.
"Look at you, you can't even stand still. Do you still want to continue playing?" Mutter said sarcastically in a low voice.
"Look at you, you only have one usable arm left, and you still want to continue the game?" Albert said sarcastically, not to be outdone.
"Of course." Mutt replied with a chuckle.
"Then continue." Albert replied with a smile.
Hiloma scratched her head and said angrily: "You are all a group of people who don't care about your life."
However, precisely because of this, the Sandstorm Sphinx were able to defeat opponents dozens of times more powerful than themselves.