Goku Black Novels & Stories

transformed into his own power by the Netherworld Transfer! "Stop it..." Ding Hao shouted. But it was too late. A deathly black light beam ripped out of the silvery divine lightning and rushed up to the sky. Then dozens of deathly black light beams pierced through the sea of lightning in succession. The thick black finally dyed the silvery lightning black, and then it began to shrink rapidly. The figure of Chu Kuangtu gradually appeared. The remaining black lightning was sucked into his dark eye sockets without pupils! "You two stupid puppets! How dare you call me by my name? Show yourself now!"

Goyo growled, “Why are you always relying on me? What about the Gate of Vitality? Why can’t you use it?” Stavros stuttered, “I…I can’t use it…” Bang! Before Stavros could finish speaking, Goyo struck him with a palm, knocking him away. At that moment, the airborne Stavros was engulfed by countless Sword Lights. He screamed in agony as he was shredded to pieces. Goyo roared, “Useless! All of you are useless! Why did I find such incompetent allies? What a disgrace!” With these words, he immediately seated himself cross-legged in the void. He clasped his hands together, and the potent aura around him gradually shifted into a black-and-white energy.

That made the majestic King fall helplessly on the floor with a shatter. "The God is checkmated, Papa," he continued before, to his father's surprise, crashing the White King more using his expensive shoes. "Relax. We've trained the Amati well. He is furious. Watch how he will kill the god." He grinned. "The Black Knight will kill your enemy soon." . . . AND THE BLACK KNIGHT WAS ROARING IN FURY, INDEED. The sound of his black Ducati burning the street was just as deadly as how the man was riding it—cutting through the dark and passing through the night like the silent murderer he was made to be. The anger in his fearless eyes was screaming for blood. Rome. Wanted. Blood.

August's punch was consumed by the black hole in a blink. The crowd had not expected the power output to be moot so soon. August's entire arm had been drawn inside. The black hole was going to consume his entirety! Desperate, he roared and struggled, refusing to give up. He was going to be a god! He could not give up! "Dragon's fury!" he yelled. All of his scales suddenly exploded, sending out shrapnel. It was a suicide attack. "I'm taking you out with me if it's the last thing I do!"

Gordan gasped, his voice strained as he fought to stay on his feet. "It doesn't need to replace it, Sensei," Kitana’s voice whispered from the doorway. She had returned to the dojo, her porcelain mask removed, revealing a face etched with a cold, triumphant malice. "It only needs to silence it." She stepped forward, her movements fluid and effortless while Gordan struggled to even breathe. She executed a single, precise strike to the base of his neck—the "Severed Thread’s" final disconnection. Gordan Chen, the MMA legend and the heart of the "Old Guard," collapsed to the training mats.

He fought down a smile. Liv's breaths came quickly as her eyes locked on his body. He had muscles she hadn't even known existed. He was like a marble sculpture, all hard planes and valleys, veins popping out from his extraordinary muscles. When his thumbs tugged down his briefs, her breath caught in anticipation, but he shifted before Liv could even get a glance at what was under the black cloth. She jerked in surprise. Between one blink and the next, he'd gone from a muscled Viking warrior to a huge, white wolf. He was so large she thought he looked like one of the Dire wolves from Game of Thrones.

Cracks instantly spread across it like a spiderweb, and then it shattered with another sharp crack. Gaige let out a muffled groan, spitting a large mouthful of golden blood. His body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, slamming heavily into a remaining palace pillar. The pillar collapsed with a crash, burying him beneath the rubble. "Korbin!" Seeing this, Keagan roared in fury as murderous intent surged in his eyes. He swung his wooden staff once more, and the white-black pattern at its tip lit up. A Power of solar and lunar even more vast than before condensed, transforming into a gigantic Black and White Circle that crushed toward Elijah.

“I can help you. You don’t know what the GHC has been hiding—” “I know enough,” I interrupted. “You’ve crossed a line, and now the GHC wants you gone. This isn’t personal.” “It’s always personal with you,” Blackthorn murmured, stepping forward, his hands glowing with dark energy. “Everything you do is personal, you bastard” I was already anticipating the fight. Blackthorn never did anything without turning it into a spectacle, and this time would be no different. I could feel the shadows gathering around him, thickening in the corners of the room.

Ayajo entered the black hole so is the team, Hugo also followed suit, leaving Omeo all alone to fend off to himself. Crack! Omeo gritted his teeth as he lowered his eyes, thinking of something dangerous. Ding! Red Alert! Ding! Red Alert! Ding! Ding! Ding! RED ALERT! Blackening Value increase-75% After Ayajo and the team set off, they did not know that the fallen leader was starting to blacken himself.

Kyle growled. I thought my father was scary, but Kyle… He was the new evolution. His claws were sharp but not as sharp as Ryu’s, with dusty black fur that made him look like the old wolf from several tales. His ears were hairy, his eyes brown and somehow cute, but his face was stern and fierce. He growled as his black tail rose up, swinging around as he held his sword. “Show me what you’ve got.”