He finally landed on a site— Dragon Translation . The interface was clean, a rare sight among the cluttered world of online scans. As the pages began to load, the tension in his chest tightened. "This is it," he whispered to himself.
Isagi didn't reply. He was already deep in the "Flow" himself. As he scrolled through the final panels of the chapter, the realization of what it took to be a striker hit him all over again. The world of Blue Lock wasn't just a manga; it was a mirror. He finally landed on a site— Dragon Translation
Suddenly, a notification popped up on his Android—a message from a teammate. “Did you read it yet? The flow is insane.” it was a mirror. Suddenly