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

A tremendous shattering sound echoes, and sand smoke fills the field of view.

(... Okay, there is a response)

He watched the deal's body until the last minute, but the poison film (venom coat) was not in time.

The direct hit of the dark shadow should have taken considerable damage.

(Now, what happens next ...?)

For a while, when I was focusing my attention on the smoke, I sensed an unnatural fluctuation of spiritual power.

(Is this feeling ...?!)

I've instantly perceived his intention (mokuromi), and immediately concentrate my darkness on the black sword.

"Ichi no Tachi-Hiei!"

The jet-black slashes thrust while kicking away the sand smoke, cutting the body of the deal into pieces.

At the same time, it turns into a purple liquid, and the "body" full of scratches appears behind it.

"I suppose you wanted to make a poison alter ego and get time to heal ... but you can't use the same hand twice?"

"Oh my husband ..."

He bit his back teeth and turned his eyes full of hatred.

There are many deep wounds on the body, and red and black blood is constantly oozing out.

Not very, but there is no hope of continuing the battle.

That means-there is a game.

"If you want to get rid of the poisons of the Roses right now and get on the ropes calmly ... I'll just miss my life."

So I sent the Last Notice to Deal-Rhinestad, the four knights who report directly to the former emperor.