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Chapter 415. Thunder Beast Descends · Oct 28, 2026

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401 Chapter 401. How Is It Not a Championship? 2026-10-28
402 Chapter 402. I Have a Second Form Too! 2026-10-28
403 Chapter 403. Ultimate Individual Ability! 2026-10-28
404 Chapter 404. Messi, Your Celebration Is Really Useful 2026-10-28
405 Chapter 405. Isagi Yoichi’s Ability is Really Useful! 2026-10-28
406 Chapter 406. The Miracle of the Final Seconds of Stoppage Time 2026-10-28
407 Chapter 407. Winning the Copa del Rey! 2026-10-28
408 Chapter 408. Cristiano Ronaldo: The Advantage is Mine 2026-10-28
409 Chapter 409. Is This Meeting the Parents? 2026-10-28
410 Chapter 410. Decisive Battle at the Pinnacle of Europe 2026-10-28
411 Chapter 411. The Huge Shock of the Champions League Final 2026-10-28
412 Chapter 412. Peak Real Madrid! 2026-10-28
413 Chapter 413. Misfortune Never Comes Alone 2026-10-28
414 Chapter 414. The Counterattack Begins 2026-10-28
415 Chapter 415. Thunder Beast Descends 2026-10-28
416 Chapter 416. The Final’s Most Perfect Arc 2026-10-28
417 Chapter 417. The Century Connection with the Former Golden Boy, Torres! 2026-10-28
418 Chapter 418. The God-Tier Goal! 2026-10-28
419 Chapter 419. We Are the Champions! 2026-10-28
420 Chapter 420. The treble Celebration 2026-10-28
421 Chapter 421. Arriving in France, Preparing for the European Cup 2026-10-28
422 Chapter 422. Griezmann’s Worries 2026-10-28
423 Chapter 423. Something Seems Wrong with the European Cup 2026-10-28
424 Chapter 424. Exchanging Jerseys with the Great Ibrahimović 2026-10-28
425 Chapter 425. Isagi Yoichi’s New Skill Get! 2026-10-28
426 Chapter 426. Direct Strike Shoot! World-Class Volley! 2026-10-28
427 Chapter 427. The Most Magnificent Individual Performance at the European Cup 2026-10-28
428 Chapter 428. Advancing Like This? 2026-10-28
429 Chapter 429. Battle Against Defending Champion Spain 2026-10-28
430 Chapter 430. European Cup, Full Firepower! 2026-10-28
431 Chapter 431. The Maestro on the European Cup Pitch 2026-10-28
432 Chapter 432. Defeating Spain! 2026-10-28
433 Chapter 433. The German Panzer, From Prosperity to Decline Starting Today 2026-10-28
434 Chapter 434. European Cup Scoring Record! 2026-10-28
435 Chapter 435. Griezmann Can’t Smile 2026-10-28
436 Chapter 436. It’s a Case of Red Culture Export 2026-10-28
437 Chapter 437. Encountering a Crisis at the Start? 2026-10-28
438 Chapter 438. Another Godly Goal! 2026-10-28
439 Chapter 439. Goal Fest at the European Cup! 2026-10-28
440 Chapter 440. Ruling the European Pitch! 2026-10-28
441 Chapter 441. Mbappé Appears! 2026-10-28
442 Chapter 442. The Semi-Final That Shook the World! 2026-10-28
443 Chapter 443. The Eve of the Final 2026-10-28
444 Chapter 444. Cristiano Ronaldo Refuses to Give Up 2026-10-28
445 Chapter 445. Cristiano Ronaldo’s Performative Personality 2026-10-28
446 Chapter 446. Who Says Lance Can’t Pass? 2026-10-28
447 Chapter 447. The Crescent Blade Reappears! 2026-10-28
448 Chapter 448. King of Europe? It’s Just the Beginning! 2026-10-28
449 Chapter 449. Coming to the Capital 2026-10-28
450 Chapter 450. The Most Dazzling Superstar 2026-10-28

Chapter 415: 415. Thunder Beast Descends

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”The ball is in!! Lance!!”

”Rising from the ashes and charging through despair. When the situation becomes hopeless, you still have to rely on God Lance!!!”

”We all thought this Champions League Final was over the moment Real Madrid took a 4-0 lead!”

”But don’t forget the savior aura surrounding God Lance!”

”The more desperate the moment, the more terrifying the power he unleashes!”

”Seventy minutes into the match, even the tiniest sliver of hope can become reality in his hands!!”

Oddly enough, the people celebrating Lance’s brilliant goal the hardest weren’t the Atlético Madrid fans inside the Meazza.

It was the countless fans thousands of miles away staying up late to watch the Champions League Final online.

”Even if they lose today, this goal alone was worth staying awake for!”

”My heart hurts for God Lance. He’s still fighting with everything he has.”

”He can’t carry them anymore. Atlético Madrid’s starting lineup is too incomplete.”

”I’m crying, man...”

Inside the LeTV livestream, the barrage comments filled completely with:

”Tears in my eyes.”

Everyone had been moved by Lance.

Watching the replay of the goal in slow motion, it was obvious that Lance had already burned himself to exhaustion.

Many fans were genuinely on the verge of tears.

Everyone wanted him to win.

Wanted him to finally lift the Champions League trophy that had slipped away one year earlier.

It was just a shame...

That this hope might once again end in heartbreak.

After the celebration ended, the match resumed.

By the 72nd minute, Real Madrid had clearly become frightened by Lance.

Their formation was no longer aggressive, and their style of play turned noticeably conservative.

”No way. Is this really Real Madrid? I thought this was Barcelona.”

”Why are they just passing around the back now too?”

”Real Madrid is playing scared!”

The moment Lance single-handedly tore apart Real Madrid’s defense, Zinedine Zidane finally lost the calm smile that always rested on his face.

Former World Player of the Year.

Ballon d’Or winner.

Pride of France.

Real Madrid legend.

And now Real Madrid manager.

For the first time in years, Zidane’s expression became incomparably serious.

Even during the 2006 World Cup Final, he had never looked this tense.

Lance’s goal had completely overturned Zidane’s understanding of football.

At that moment, he no longer dared take any risks.

Just drag the game out a little longer.

76 minutes.

Then another fifteen minutes.

At most twenty including stoppage time.

And Real Madrid would lift the tenth Champions League trophy in club history while simultaneously avenging their defeat in the previous Madrid Derby final.

The last time Real Madrid failed to follow the original path toward glory, it was because of Lance.

Back then, Bayer Leverkusen had battered Real Madrid so badly that they couldn’t even perform properly in the final.

Today, Real Madrid could finally make Lance experience that same pain personally.

...

At first, Atlético Madrid’s players and supporters had been overwhelmed with excitement after Lance scored.

For a brief moment, they saw hope.

But Real Madrid’s ultra-conservative tactics quickly extinguished it again.

4-1.

There was still a three-goal gap.

And now Real Madrid controlled possession completely.

How could Atlético Madrid possibly turn this around?

The Atlético Madrid players no longer had the stamina to press aggressively.

All they could do was watch helplessly as Real Madrid slowly passed the ball around the midfield and defensive lines.

”Boooooooooooooo!!”

The Meazza erupted in thunderous boos from Atlético Madrid supporters and neutral fans alike.

Even the Real Madrid fans looked embarrassed.

But embarrassment didn’t matter.

Winning the title mattered more than anything.

Ugly football was still football.

Who told Atlético Madrid to concede four goals in the first half?

Who told them to lose a player to a red card?

Lance scanned the field while quietly observing the expressions on his teammates’ faces.

Every single one of them looked exhausted.

Desperate.

They were relying entirely on sheer willpower to continue fighting.

Ten men against eleven caused their stamina to drain far faster than normal.

Even after drinking [Ordinary Red Bull], Lance himself was struggling to endure.

His teammates were in an even worse condition.

”We can see Real Madrid making the first substitution! Karim Benzema comes off, replaced by... Nacho Fernández!”

Real Madrid had brought seven substitutes to the final.

Aside from backup goalkeeper Kiko Casilla, there was backup forward Jesé Rodríguez.

Three midfielders: James Rodríguez, Lucas Vázquez, and Isco.

And two defenders: Nacho and Danilo.

After removing Benzema, Zidane could’ve chosen Isco or the versatile Vázquez to maintain attacking pressure.

Instead...

He chose Nacho.

Whether deployed as a defensive midfielder or as part of a five-man defensive line, Real Madrid had completely abandoned attacking football.

Cristiano Ronaldo and Gareth Bale remained alone up front.

Once the match crossed the 80-minute mark, Zidane substituted Bale as well, bringing on Vázquez.

The ultimate defensive shell had formed.

5-4-1.

Even Real Madrid supporters started feeling the urge to boo.

Was the ending of the Champions League Final really going to become this ugly?

They were leading 4-1.

What exactly were they afraid of?

Even Cristiano Ronaldo looked confused.

”Why is everyone dropping back? Why am I the only one pushing forward? Is this really necessary?”

”The coach ordered it.” Lucas Vázquez awkwardly relayed the instructions.

”Ronaldo, stay near the penalty area. We’ll keep feeding you the ball and try to get you another goal.”

At this point, Real Madrid’s offense depended entirely on Cristiano Ronaldo.

Everyone else had only one responsibility.

Stop Lance.

”If we still can’t win like this, I’ll eat the football.”

Cristiano Ronaldo shook his head, muttered angrily, waved his teammates away impatiently, and jogged back into position inside the box.

Zidane’s substitutions made him extremely uncomfortable.

Wasn’t this basically admitting that Cristiano Ronaldo wasn’t as good as Lance?

But looking at it another way...

At least he could still win the title directly in front of Lance.

That thought balanced his emotions slightly.

...

”Lance... what do we do now?”

Antoine Griezmann was already close to despair.

”Pass me the ball.”

Using [Spatial Perception], Lance had already identified the weak links within Real Madrid’s defensive structure.

Even with Atlético Madrid down to ten men and Real Madrid sitting deep defensively, he still had a way.

This time...

He needed Griezmann’s cooperation.

”Leave it to me.”

Griezmann didn’t ask any further questions.

He simply nodded and returned to position.

The match continued.

81 minutes.

82 minutes.

83 minutes.

With every passing second, Atlético Madrid’s chances of a comeback shrank rapidly.

Inside the stands, celebrities and dignitaries had already begun celebrating with Florentino Pérez.

Even Felipe VI smiled and congratulated him.

”Mr. Florentino, this Real Madrid title is also a victory for Spanish football. Congratulations.”

”It’s still too early to say that, but thank you, Your Majesty.”

Florentino spoke modestly, but the smile on his face had practically reached the clouds.

Inwardly, he had already made up his mind.

This summer, he would do everything possible to sign Lance.

Real Madrid had to steal him away.

Otherwise, the club would never know peace.

One Champions League title wasn’t enough for Florentino.

He wanted consecutive championships.

Meanwhile, Atlético Madrid chairman Miguel ángel Gil Marín forced out a bitter smile.

”Real Madrid played very well today. We...”

Before he could finish speaking, the stands suddenly exploded into deafening cheers!

Gil Marín’s heart clenched instantly.

Had Real Madrid scored again?!

But when he looked up...

Atlético Madrid had completed a high interception!

Lance again!!

A perfect sliding tackle stripped the ball cleanly away from Lucas Vázquez.

While still lying on the ground, Lance swept the ball toward Griezmann on the left flank!

Because Lance was still on the turf, the Real Madrid players instinctively ignored him for a split second, immediately swarming Griezmann instead.

The passing lane to Torres was cut off instantly.

Two defenders also blocked Griezmann’s dribbling route.

He had nowhere to go.

”I must be insane...”

Griezmann gritted his teeth, shielded the ball, dragged it backward to avoid pressure from Modri?, then suddenly stabbed a pass blindly into midfield space.

This was pure instinct.

Under normal circumstances, Griezmann would’ve never attempted such a reckless pass unless he had gone completely mad.

Sure enough, Toni Kroos immediately moved into position to intercept.

The attack should have ended there.

But—

Just as the Real Madrid fans prepared to relax...

A red-and-white figure suddenly appeared!

Lance stretched out his left leg and intercepted the ball with the outside of his foot!

In the same motion, he turned his back toward Kroos, absorbed the collision, and heel-flicked the ball through Kroos’s legs before spinning past him cleanly in one seamless sequence!

”LANCE!!!”

”The magnificent dance is still continuing!!”

”He still refuses to give up!!”

The Spanish commentator had been completely conquered by Lance.

Interception.

Attack initiation.

Solo breakthrough.

Everywhere on the field, his shadow appeared.

Lance’s existence alone had completely disrupted Real Madrid’s structure.

Vázquez hadn’t recovered into position yet.

Modri? reacted a fraction too slowly.

And Lance suddenly unleashed a shot from nearly forty meters away!!

[Thunder Beast Descends]!!

Under normal conditions, the [Hyuga Kojiro] template rarely triggered [Thunder Beast Descends] without full rage.

But now, in the 85th minute, trailing 4-1 and consumed by an overwhelming obsession with the championship, Lance no longer cared about limits.

Half a second.

That was all the shooting window he needed.

And he trusted himself completely.

Lance’s instantaneous reaction unexpectedly resonated with the soul of the [Hyuga Kojiro] template itself!

BOOM!!!

The terrifying long-range strike exploded forward like the main cannon of a battleship firing at full power!

The entire Meazza trembled!

Swoooooosh!!!

The football screamed into the net with overwhelming force and momentum!!

At that moment...

The entire world fell silent.

Playing with ten men.

Trailing by three goals.

And yet Lance stood there like a god descended onto the field.

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