As far as he could remember, the Eye of the Devil had never behaved in such a strange way.
This sudden accident, like a violent earthquake, turned his originally calm inner world upside down and plunged him into extreme panic and helplessness.
But he was a strong man who had experienced countless storms after all. After a brief panic, he suppressed the waves in his heart, tried to calm himself down, and prepare to meet the upcoming challenge of Yin Yue.
He knew very well that retreating at this moment would mean complete failure, and no matter what was waiting for him ahead, he had to muster up the courage to face it.
Bang…bang…bang…
The basketball in Yin Yue's hand hit the ground rhythmically, as if it was the prelude to his battle song.
He walked towards Nash step by step with steady and confident steps. Every step he took seemed to leave a deep footprint on the ground, and the invisible sense of oppression spread around like a surging tide.
Nash watched the silver moon gradually approaching. On his forehead, cold sweat slowly seeped out like fine raindrops, and the sweat increased as the silver moon got closer.
His body seemed to be controlled by an invisible force and he took a step back uncontrollably. His originally straight spine now bent slightly, as if he was beginning to succumb under this powerful pressure.
He could clearly feel a crisis that was strong enough to tear his soul apart, just like the devil's sharp claws, slowly reaching out to him.
The chill emanating from Yin Yue was like a biting cold wind whistling across the winter wilderness, causing his body to gradually become stiff. Every muscle seemed to be frozen, making it difficult for him to move freely.
Drop after drop of cold sweat slid down Nash's forehead, slowly flowed down the curve of his stern cheek, and finally dripped onto the ground of the court, splashing tiny water droplets.
Deep in his heart, the emotion of fear grew wildly like weeds, spreading wantonly, trying to devour his remaining sanity and courage.
"Be quiet, be quiet, be quiet..."
Nash tried desperately to comfort himself in his heart, trying to calm his heartbeat that was as wild as a runaway horse, and to clear his mind that was shrouded in fear.
His eyes were fixed on the gradually approaching Silver Moon. There was fear of the unknown danger as well as a hint of unwillingness and stubbornness in his eyes, as if he was engaged in a silent contest with Silver Moon.
Bang…bang…bang…
The sound of the basketball hitting the ground echoed in the silent court, and each hit seemed to strike Nash's soul deeply, causing ripples in his heart.
At this moment, time seemed to become extremely long, and every passing second seemed as long as a century.
Nash just felt like he was trapped in the quagmire of time, and the torment of living day by day was always with him.
His breathing became rapid and heavy, cold sweat continued to seep out of his forehead, the stiffness in his body became more and more intense, and the chill from Silver Moon seemed to have penetrated his skin and reached deep into his soul.
I don’t know how much time had passed, but the sound of the basketball hitting the ground that had been lingering in my ears suddenly stopped.
Nash seemed to have woken up from a long nightmare, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
it's over?
Strange, why did the sound stop?
Did he already shoot?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and his heart was filled with doubts and uneasiness.
He subconsciously looked at Yin Yue's hands.
There was no trace of basketball there anymore.
He hurriedly turned around and looked at his own basket, but there was no trace of the basketball.
Where is the ball?
Nash's heart was full of confusion, but he soon thought of a possibility based on his keen intuition.
"Could it be..."
He quickly turned his gaze to the hands of the Dream Team members, with a hint of anxiety and inquiry in his eyes.
Midorima was tightly guarded by Nick and he didn't have the basketball in his hands.
Feng was running back and forth on the court, but there was no basketball in his hands.
Murasakibara's tall and burly figure stood out in the crowd. His entire appearance could be seen at a glance, but his hands were empty.
This left only one person. Nash's mind immediately flashed with the image of that person, and he began to anxiously search for Akashi in the crowd.
However, to his shock, he glanced back and forth among the crowd several times but still could not find Akashi.
Where are the people?
At this moment, his heart was filled with doubts and uneasiness, and an ominous premonition shrouded his heart like a haze.
Just at this moment.
Bang……
The sudden sound of a basketball hitting the ground was like a thunder, exploding in the silent court.
Nash's heart sank suddenly, and he felt like he was hit by a powerful electric current, and his body tensed up instantly.
He was suddenly startled and quickly looked behind him.
At this moment, one of Akashi's feet had already stepped firmly into the inside line of Jabberwock like a sharp blade.
There was no one under Jabberwock's basket, and the defensive player who was supposed to stay at his post seemed to have disappeared without a trace in an instant.
not good.
The faces of the Jabberwocks turned pale in an instant, and their hearts seemed to skip a beat at this moment.
Nash, who was closest to the player, felt a strong urge in his heart. He wanted to rush over at all costs to stop Akashi from shooting.
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