Goku Black Weapon Novels & Stories

Ken'ichi just shushed her so she kept quiet then they heard some footsteps and rustling of small chains. "Just keep quiet here. Don't move, alright?" Sezuka nodded so Ken'ichi took a peek and he saw three men covered in dark black suits with weapons and a black suitcase. "The Pointers." he mumbled as he saw the crest of the organization on their chest. "What kind of weapon is that?" he thought and looked at it thoroughly. D-Don't tell me... Are those... guns?! I only heard those weapons from my father so I don't exactly know what it is. What I know is that it's so powerful that it can kill a person in just a hit. Why do they have those?

At this time, he leaned against the gate of the temple, and his fierce eyes kept glancing at Zhou Tian, Wu Jiu, and the others. There was still a trace of fear and uneasiness in his eyes because he had never thought that there was such a powerful weapon in the world that could fire and hurt his arm. Perhaps he had never suffered such a loss before, so the man in black was angry and shocked. He looked at his wound and found that there seemed to be something inside, so he took out a sharp knife and began to dig the wound. "What is he doing?" Wu Jiu was shocked and couldn't help saying.

…Is it me or his blue flames is healing Kuroyuki's coldness…? "Guys— look," Kronos said to us after he picked up the black bullet. Blaze's blood… is sticking on it…? It's not disappearing either. Not only that, the black spears and bullets the silhouettes fired so far aren't disappearing as well. What on earth is it made of…? It was liquid earlier, but then it takes the shape of a human— and it could choose to phase through physical object or either materialize to deal physical attacks.

He should take this slow and steady. “Let’s see those weapons you were talking about.” Salj stared at the door where Yuki just left through for a few seconds. Then he sighed and went to the closet. He took out several things, a claymore, a bow, a sword, and a staff which he gently placed on the table. The weapons were all completely black with wooden texture and appearance, except for the handles and guards. The weapons all had a series of exactly 10 runic writings engraved on them.

Mia stammered. Instead of an answer, a sudden crash of thunder split the sky. Lightning flashed, and for a brief second she caught a clear glimpse of him. He was wearing something over his face, like the protective masks welders used to shield themselves from flying sparks. His entire outfit was black, and in his hands he carried a massive weapon… the kind you only ever saw in movies. He definitely wasn’t Axel. "Come with me," the mechanical voice said, "if you don’t want things to end badly."

"Do I need a weapon or not? You too?" Sam suddenly stood stiffly facing Rain without a word. Around Sam's body, a black smoke sprang up as if it had fallen from the surface of his skin. "Don't be afraid, Miss Orwell. I'm showing my gun. I have a lot." Rain could feel Sam smiling at her even though her face had turned pitch black, without a nose, eyes, and mouth. Sam moved her hands, and black tendrils of smoke appeared from all over her body. "This is an example. My body is my weapon. These black smokes are highly toxic to demons and other shadow creatures. Therefore, as much as possible, I should always accompany His Majesty as his main shield."

With lightning-fast reflexes, Arka swung the machete in his hand and slashed at his opponent's wrist. Blood sprayed everywhere. Before the man could scream again— DUK! Arka's elbow slammed into the man's chest. The air seemed to explode out of his lungs all at once. His body collapsed like a sack of sand. On the other side, Black Garuda charged like a raging bull. "AAARGH!" A thug tried to slash at him. Black Garuda caught his arm. KRAK! The wrist was twisted until it cracked. The man screamed. But Black Garuda didn't stop.

The runes on the weapon glowed a vibrant blue against the smoky backdrop. A surge of energy erupted from the weapon, forming a shimmering blue bolt that streaked across the room. The attacker crumpled to the ground, a surprised look etched on his face as he died. I fired at every new body in the doorway until a pile of bodies lay there. She flicked her hand and the gauge refilled. "Let's go."

The moment Kai left the room, Black opened the secret door in his study room where he kept his late wife’s things and some of his belongings as well. He stood in front of a large painting, his long legs and broad upper body carved in a way to make any female fall to her knees. He took off his mask to reveal a clear view of his sharp jawline and straight nose. Standing in front of a woman’s portrait, his glacier eyes looked on. Just then, something clicked behind the portrait and it slides to a side revealing a full set of weapons strapped to the wall. He went over to take two Glocks and extra bullets.

“You are responsible for them. They all have your runemark on them so you can know them and identify them when they die. Ragnar politely took his weapon. It was a projectile weapon called the atomic gun. It was similar to the theme weapon that Lanek sent the sea dragon, but smaller in size. One of the most powerful weapons Sergeant Hakon had was a chainsword. The belt around the gun contains a dispenser for another small but powerful weapon called a mini grenade. "Careful." said the armorer. “For fools, it is as dangerous as the enemy. Now follow the servant and report to the training ground.