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

Cherrin, the country of cherry blossoms, and the Seven Holy Swords [one hundred fifty]

"That?"

I kicked the ground reflexively and jumped back greatly.

"That's terrible, don't run away like that ... yo!"

The deal with a terrible smile comes close to her with just a few steps.

(Is it fast ...?)

The guy who dressed up as a masquerade accelerated to an unprecedented level.

"--Sora!"

If the deal vigorously waved his right hand, a large amount of venom poisoned his body. It transforms into ten swords in an instant, stripping the fangs with tremendous momentum.

"Ko, no ... eight swords-Yatakara!"

I open both eyes and shoot down the poison sword approaching my eyes.

(... 5, 6, 7, 8!)

Slashed eight swords in a few seconds, twisted my body in the air and forcibly avoided another.

However,

"Guu ...!?"

The last one left deeply digged my side.

I jumped backwards, step by step, stepping back and forth with fresh blood, and kept a distance from the deal for the time being.

"Oh, no, I didn't eat ...

He claps his hands and smiles happily.