Novel Rooftop Sword Master Chapter 8 English

ridge! ridge! ridge! etc! Wow! Whoo-ooh-ooh! "Aaaaah! Why! Why! Why! Hey XXXX!" Seyoung stood up while kicking her feet into the air on the bed with her red, bloodshot eyes. It's unfamiliar because it's the first time I've seen it. After all, if you see it often, the strange feeling fades away or disappears. Fear or frightening is likewise derived from an unknown unknown that has never been experienced or cannot be explained. Se-young overcame these two emotions in just a week. At night, at a certain time, he sleeps by crying like an alarm, and during the day, he stares at someone who can't speak and observes with the question of where, who, and where. scary? The sound of drums resounding every night, the battle cry, and the advance of the horn? Or is the fire just like being possessed by a ghost? Repeated learning also dulls fear. Is it possible to surprise someone every time at the same place at the same time? What if it wasn't even a threat? So Se-young was left with nothing but annoyance and irritation. Also, the liver is getting a little bigger. So it was. In an instant, the string of reason was suddenly cut. Kang! Wow! Se-young, who kicked the front door with her slippers on, vigorously approached the sword stuck in the center of the rooftop. Dark circles on his face, contorted with anger and irritation, came down to his chin, and bloodshot eyes seemed to drip with blood at any moment. Because I barely slept in over a week. The flaming flames that spread all over the rooftop had reached knee-high, but Se-young walked without hesitation while stepping on the flames. Even then, when night came, the persistent torment continued to cry. "Shut up! Shut up!" Se-young shoved a knife, a two-handed sword, with her feet without even measuring back and forth. Tung-! "Ugh?" Se-young lost her balance due to the recoil and staggered and hit her butt wheel. "Ahh? Ugh!" Se-young, who sat down on a flame and stood up, wrinkled her face. Because it feels like being kicked against a wall. Se-yeong, who had scored a goal, went back into the house and heard the sound of rumbling through the luggage box for a moment. And when Se-young came out again, there was a little camping hammer in her hand. "Aww!" Se-young, who was holding a hammer, lost her temper and screamed out loud in the middle of the night and slammed the handle of the two-handed sword from the right side. For a moment, if a toothpick breaks, you will hear a ‘tick, a peaceful sound, and the hammer’s head is broken. Without a single resistance that I could feel a recoil the size of a pellet. A tendon sprouted over Se-young's forehead, looking at the hammer whose head had been blown off and only the handle remained. "Is this kid?" Se-young, who opened her eyes, licked her cheeks, and went back into the rooftop room. What I brought with me this time is a glossy black baseball bat. chin. chin. Se-young patted the baseball bat in her other hand and smiled bitterly. 'Where are you going to endure this time?' It had been left in the corner for several years, but it was a bat that Se-young bought at a high price even at the time when her father and mother scolded her. The basic aluminum bat is a bat with titanium plating on the surface. "Whoop!" Seyoung, who took a deep breath so that her chest swelled, grabbed the bat with both hands and raised it above her head. The target is the blade holder. So the guard part. Because it is such a large sword, the hilt, including the handle, is almost at the same level as Seyoung's eye level. "Aww!" Seyoung screamed and hit the bat. Tung! Tight! dump! A sound of a completely different nature resounded almost at the same time. Se-young's bat hits the knife vertically. The hitting bat rolls back like a spring. Bat hits Se-young's forehead with a straight punch. and fainting without screaming. A flow without frills as if watching a single rhyme. The last thing Se-young saw was an incomprehensible scene in which a bat that had hit her suddenly rushed at her. Ten or twenty minutes had passed. Se-young wiggled her fingers, then regained consciousness and got up with her feet on the ground. With a lump the size of a fresh red ping-pong ball on his forehead. After a few quarrels, the hallucinations ceased and there was silence. However, while the goal was shaking and staggering, Se-young sharpened her teeth and rushed towards the knife. Even so, he put his hands together and grabbed the handle of the sword. "Today, one of the two..." That was then. Shoo-ah-ah! Se-young was startled and stopped with a smirk while holding the knife. Suddenly, the flames that had been spreading all over the place seemed to swirl, and in an instant, they were sucked into the crack where the two-handed sword was embedded. It happened so quickly that there was no time for the end or the three spirits to react. In an instant, a strong light flashed in Se-young's head. As if the flash of a camera went off right in front of your eyes. "Ugh?" Seyoung stumbled. It was because I felt the intense glare accompanied by pain as if I was facing the sun from the front. But that phenomenon was only the beginning. flash! flash! flash! "Uh-huh?" A series of flashes of light flashed through my mind as if I was seeing it with my own eyes. In addition, the light of the flash increased one by one and flashed in bundles. "Aaaaah? Aaaah!" Se-young grabbed her head and screamed. But in reality, he staggered while holding the handle of the sword. It wasn't that Se-young was holding the sword, it was as if the sword wouldn't let Se-yeong struggle. In Se-young's mind, it was changing into another aspect. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The black pupils disappeared from the eyes of the three spirits, whose screams mixed with pain grew louder, leaving only the whites. Between the flashes of light and flashes of light in my head, unknown scenes and landscapes came crashing down like a panorama. Scenes and sounds that are the gaze seen through someone's eyes. It continued endlessly, as if the video was played tens or even hundreds of times faster. People came out and landscapes came out. Scenes and sounds incomparable to the sound of drums, battle cries, horns, etc. rushed into my eyes and ears like crazy and filled my head. While I felt that the moon and the sun were passing without any omission, the seasons and seasons changed, and they flowed faster than light. Boys and girls growing up and turning gray. The appearance of a strong man and woman bending their backs and turning into gray hair. Trees grow to form a forest, and large rocks resemble them and disappear. The sun and the moon rise and set hundreds of times, or even thousands of times, flickering in my head. The colors of the sky and the earth intersect several times in different places. rumble. "Great… uh… uh… uh." Seyoung, who had been convulsing and shaking all over her body, fell to her knees. dump. "Ugh?" In an instant, Se-young's back was bent in the opposite direction, like a bowstring. A cry of mad pain erupted from Seyoung's mouth. Ughhhhhhh-! < p style="text-align: center;" >< strong >< a href="https://ebotnovel.com/novel-rooftop-sword-master-chapter-7-english/" ><<< Prev< /a > | < a href="https://ebotnovel.com/rooftop-sword-master/" >Chapter Index < /a >< /strong >< strong >|< /strong > < a href="https://ebotnovel.com/novel-rooftop-sword-master-chapter-9-english/" >< strong >Next >>>< /strong >< /a >< /p >