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.