The Failed Swordsman Who Became the Strongest After Spamming the 100 Million Years Button

"--Ha ha, I'll kill you!"

I developed the shadow of the darkness, tearing the herd of whales in that sharp darkness, and narrowing the distance to the phone. Whale rice cake It's awkward and I've completely captured it.

Yatakara "Sorahachi no Sword-Tsu!"

The black slash, split into eight pieces, peels the tusks to tear the meat in front of the eyes into eight pieces.

`` It's just about handling 'mochi' and 'bullet' and it's a good feeling. ''

"What is it ...?!?"

My attack beyond the speed of sound was completely prevented by the sword and shield.

And-Fong does not overlook the slight gap that is created immediately after releasing Yatakara, the blank that is less than a moment.

Conscience "Ryu-No!"

Unprecedented strikes, like machines, rushed to hard to avoid and hard to avoid.

"Gu ..."

A storm of slashing that cannot be seen in the eyes sharpens my body.

Anyway, the swordsman's swordsmanship is a word of "fine". "Basic sword" which pursued only the practicality without any fine dust and strange places. In other words, it's like a masterpiece of the Holy Knight's Swordplay in the textbook.

(As expected, this is sick ...)

I jump back greatly and prioritize recovery in the dark.

"Hmm, what happened? Did you feel confident in the close combat? Is the darkness of the Lord Lohl heard by rumors this much?"

"Kuk, don't worry ... it's still over!"

I released my inner spirit and closed my distance to the phone again.

After that, the game continues to intensify.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaa ...!"

"--sweet!"

The war situation was a bit ... no, it was completely pushed.

A man named von Mustang boasted unimaginable strength.

What is surprising is its defense.

True dress <Sandy whale of purity> that can respond to every situation, swordsmanship with a small sword and shield. This combination was exactly what you could call an iron wall.

Ichigo: The black sword, dark slashing, and bodily spells, this attack doesn't pass through to him at all, and every time I hit a sword with a two-go, three-go, my body gets more and more raw wounds.

Pleasant But still-it was right.

"Gyahahahaha ...! Great! This is great! It's my first time to work with such a strong guy!"

There was something exciting about sword fighting with him.

Head-to-head “Shinshinshin-no Tsu!”

A piercing phone pierced his left shoulder, burning pain ran.

"Like, like! It's a sharp poke!"

I step one step forward with my shoulders pierced, and swing down the black sword, which I swung up high.

But that blow was prevented by his shield.

"This ... do not approach!"

An intense kick pierces the side and I am greatly blown back.

"Kuk, indeed it is the Seven Holy Swords of the world. Following swordsmanship and dressing, it's not enough for physical ability ...!"

I am being pushed, being cut, and being kicked away.

(But why? ... I don't feel like losing this too ...!)

(... weird. This is definitely what we're in control of now ... but why, why ... I'm so scared of the swordsman, Allen-Roadle ... Tsu !?)

The color of the room gradually disappeared from the expression of the phone.