It seemed as if a feeling of heaviness spread throughout the entire stadium. This heaviness was like a black hole in the universe, constantly releasing powerful gravitational force.
Everyone in the stadium felt their bodies sink, as if a heavy burden was pressing on them. Every movement became extremely difficult, and even breathing was difficult.
Even the air seemed to become sticky, making every breath they took feel like a struggle against invisible resistance.
A chill rushed from the heels to the top of the head. It was a coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and made the soul tremble. It was as if one was in an ice cellar, tightly wrapped in fear and cold.
Buzz...
The originally bright venue fell into chaos in an instant. The colorful seats, brightly colored team logos, and the glittering floor were all swallowed up by the darkness and became dim. It was as if the whole world had been paused, leaving only endless silence and darkness.
Snap...
The sky seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible giant hands. Dark clouds began to gather and condense gradually. They were like a black army of demons, spreading towards the Dream Team's half with great momentum.
These dark clouds have a chilling inky black color, as if they were transformed from the darkest abyss in the universe, and every texture reveals an ominous aura.
The next moment.
Boom…Boom…Boom…
Lightning began to flash in the inky black clouds. The lightning was like lightsabers wielded by angry gods, tearing through the dark sky.
Every flash of lightning briefly illuminated the doomsday scene inside the dark clouds, followed by a series of deafening thunder.
call……
The strong winds were like ferocious wild beasts, galloping, roaring, and wantonly attacking the members of the Dream Team. The sharp whistling sounds seemed to be their roars at the world, unleashing their wildness without restraint.
Crash...
The waves were overwhelming, like blue mountains. With the help of the strong wind, they rushed towards the Dream Team's half with overwhelming force.
The waves collide with each other, and the splashing water is like white flowers blooming in doomsday. They echo with the wind and thunder, and together they play a piece of music called "The End of the World", as if to drag the whole world into endless chaos and destruction.
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Feeling the Jabberwocks' terrifying momentum as if the end of the world was coming, Yin Yue's eyes widened instantly, full of surprise.
"Damn, this is too much!"
Yin Yue looked at the people of Jabberwock in astonishment, as if a thousand alpacas were galloping through her heart.
He had seen many storms on the basketball court, but he was really surprised by the momentum before him that seemed to be able to crush the whole world.
This momentum was extremely terrifying, like a powerful force coming from the abyss of darkness, ready to devour everything around it.
It was a feeling of oppression radiating from the inside out, not only suppressing the body, but also an impact on the spirit.
Even if all the members of the Generation of Miracles were united, they were still not as powerful as the Jabberwocks.
There was a solemn look in Yin Yue's eyes, which were like a beacon in a storm. Although firm, it could not hide the worry in them.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and a few faint lines appeared on his forehead, as if they were traces of thinking and worry.
Let’s not talk about the other members of Jabberwock for now.
At this moment, Jason Siber was like an ancient, brutal, bloodthirsty beast, exuding a primitive and wild aura.
His eyes revealed undisguised ferocity and brutality; his gaze was like two sharp daggers that seemed to cut through the air wherever they went, making people shudder.
Aomine, Midorima, Kise, and Murasakibara all looked horrified.
Their eyes were filled with shock.
They were stunned by the scene before them, as if they had seen the most incredible sight in the world.
In their basketball careers, they had never encountered such a powerful and terrifying aura.
If it is momentum, the 'Generation of Miracles' can also gather a terrifying, world-destroying momentum.
Each of them is a king on the court, and when they unite as one, that power is enough to make any opponent tremble.
However, at this moment they knew very well that they could never possess such a terrifying aura like Jabberwock.
This is not to say that the "Generation of Miracles" is inferior to the other party, but that the things they are exposed to in the general environment are different.
On their basketball journey, the 'Generation of Miracles' showed their style more in domestic competitions. They faced opponents with similar basketball culture and concepts. Although those challenges were fierce, they all had something in common to some extent.
And Jabberwock, they come from a different environment.
There are countless players of all kinds in the United States.
Those powerful opponents forced Jabberwock to constantly break through his limits. In one match after another, he was imbued with an aura that seemed to come from the abyss of hell, which was naturally different from the aura possessed by the 'Generation of Miracles'.
This difference in momentum is like the difference between a warrior living in a peaceful land and a warrior walking out of a sea of corpses and blood. It is an essential difference.
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