bestfiction Chapter 714: Cillian's Awakening
Chapter 714: Cillian's Awakening
Chapter 714: Cillian's Awakening
Even though Hiro could sense the danger, he felt helpless. The distance between them was great. It felt like watching a specter on the field, advancing with threatening aggression.
'I need to run...' The inner voice inside him screamed. However, when he tried to move his legs, he couldn't lift them.
Hiro felt confused. The light in his eyes dimmed. The strength inside his body waned.
'What's happening? Why can't I move?' He couldn't understand.
The world around him moved in slow motion, the voices of the crowd fading. Hiro failed to understand this strange feeling gripping him.
Though he was familiar with this void-like feeling, he failed to understand it.
He lifted his head to look ahead. He could spot the imposing giant with number 9 on his back advancing. While he advanced, his jersey fluttered along with the wind.
He was shrouded in some kind of dark mist.
But the distance between Cillian and him felt great. It felt like there was a deep cliff separating the two of them. The cliff was deep and fearsome.
Even looking at it palpitated his heart.
'Is the distance... between us this great?' Hiro tried to comprehend his situation, but he couldn't. He felt as if he wouldn't reach him even if he were to accelerate.
While Hiro remained frozen at his place, Cillian's imposing 190 cm frame moved with a predator's grace, his explosive strides devouring the distance. The Atletico defenders barely had time to react before he was through.
Right now, Hiro had turned a mere spectator to Cillian's brilliance.
One touch. Two touches.
One after the other, he sliced through the seemingly impenetrable opposing defense like a giant who couldn't be stopped.
With every stride, the ground beneath him rumbled. Yet still, he advanced like a breeze.
It didn't take him long to get through the opposing defense.
Even with their arms latched around him, the opposing defenders couldn't stop him. With his monstrous strength, he simply forced his way through them.
One after another, the defenders fell while trying to stop him.
Yet, he didn't stop.
Soon, he emerged in the opposing box with the ball.
Though he knew, he wouldn't be able to force his way through Oblak, he didn't care.
"If you can't bend the rod with a strike, then it doesn't mean that it's impossible to bend the
rod with a single strike... It just means you're lacking power."
"Even the impenetrable fortress falls under the seize of absolute strength."
The force around him gathered around him as he prepared to shoot. The air around him got heavier.
Then, the accumulated force transferred to the ball as he unleashed a powerful shoot. The ball rippled as it hoovered.
Along with the ball, a couple of strands of grass were sent flying from the wind pressure.
The ball packed with power, steadily advanced toward the post.
Oblak could tell that it was a fearsome shot. He could feel the terror emitting from the ball.
Yet still, he was prepared to face it.
He didn't hesitate to stop it.
With his arms outstretched, he launched toward the ball.
Despite the power, Cillian had also placed the ball in a difficult spot. He was targeting the corner. Well, if he shot the ball straight at the goalkeeper, it would be stopped no matter how
hard he shot it.
Shooting the ball straight at the goalkeeper is pure foolishness after all.
Oblak tried to stop the ball. However, the ball simply forced its way through his gloves.
Bending his finger, grazing his gloves, the ball eluded his reach.
The crowd stood still, holding their breath as they watched the ongoing clash between Cillian
and Oblak.
For a moment, everything felt like running in slow motion. Then with a crisp sound, the ball
touched the net.
GOAL!