Guts Black Swordsman Arc Novels & Stories

Boro and Mika stood in the sand circle as the two finalists. The animosity between the two was so thick in the air it was almost palpable. Boro stood in the ready form, Crane In The Water, standing perfectly balanced on one leg, his sword held out before him. Mika stood in a form that Boro didn't recognize. Boro prided himself on knowing all the forms of classical, and modern, sword art, the fact he didn't recognize this one was puzzling.

This martial skill was at least at the heaven level. Although Fane had just started training the skill and had not achieved the first stage, a single soul sword was capable of breaking Warren’s sword light easily. Warren’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he saw this. The black light was actually capable of destroying his sword aura with such ease. On top of that, when he was still immersed in his own fear, the black color sword aura had already arrived in front of him within seconds. “I’ll cut you into pieces!” roared Warren before he waved his sword for another attack.

Dragon Slayer (Berserk) Guts started using this sword after the somber "Moon Eclipse". Dragon Slayer was forged by a blacksmith named Godo when he was young and working in a royal castle. Although the large swords that Guts had used previously looked astonishing in size and strength, they were nothing compared to this giant sword.

That melody, as the blind old man stated at the outset, was a dirge, which was played to the dead. The little boy slammed the one-meter-long broken sword against the black-clad man. A ten-meter-long sword glow shot toward the black-clad man all of a sudden. The man in black fought through the excruciating pain in his chest and waved his sword to block the blade glow. His heart was pounding wildly as he took several steps back in a row. “No wonder I could take out that blind old man so easily! Boy, you are the Nebulous Swordsman!” The little boy’s expression became increasingly hideous. In the eyes of the man in black, his appearance had changed several times in a matter of seconds. He couldn

Hikari wanted to see how will that man fight with the others. When Hikari was watching that man, he saw that man was great at playing that games. His friend was also great on it too. Maybe they always play a game like that before. Akaru saw Hikari focused on watching their battle. Maybe Hikari was thinking about who is that man and why did the others were shocked when they see him. Akaru asks Hikari "Hey, did you know a story about the black swordsman?" Hikari never heard that title before. So he shook his head because he didn't think that he had watched that kind of story. Akaru just can't believe it. Then he just says "You're truly sad. Hikari." Akaru just stays silent after saying that. H

If Lam started at his base level, he would be in big trouble because there was no way Black Saga was starting at his. “Ready,” Lam nodded his head and unsheathed his weapon. The gorgeous white sword reflected the beauty of the sun once it was exposed to the world. And the one who wielded it shared in its spotlight. For when he declared his readiness, his docile aura took a sharp turn, and the angry fiery power of a 6th Stage Profound Realmer exploded from his slender looking frame!

She felt a tremendous mana presence Familiar to her. An old man, wearing a green kimono has walked out of the chamber. Pulling out the sharp sword on his waist. Amari can't be mistaken. It was the Black Grade sword only given to King Rank Swordsman, specifically the Black Beast Sword, given to only one person. "Nerom?" She can't believe what she was seeing with the sword he's holding in his hand, it was the For a moment her breathing just stopped. ~~~ "Alkhun berhalksawn as really did it."

Note: The sentences inside the parentheses would be their thoughts. “Right on time, baby.” Zachary smirked and licked his bottom lip. He throws his sword upward and catches it in a cool manner. “Isn't that heavy?” Little Black asked curiously while looking at the huge sword that Zachary had casually thrown. He was inside the protective array as Maximo insisted him to stay there after they fought with the spirit beasts. Little Black had no choice, so he listened. (That is huge ya'll and he just throws it like it's a freaking stick!)

"Get the hell out of my way before I slice off your tongue and limbs! Our Clean Gorgon doesn't need poor customers like a deck dog like you!" Yama was surprised when, unbeknownst to him, there was a sword in the mysterious man's hand. And again, from the aura the Clean Gorgon leader deliberately gave off, he was a Mingzhu - Grade three Martial art expert. This level of skill could only be comparable to their Hunter's Guild Master - Master Airusu! Yama took a quick stance. He shamelessly knelt down and roared. "I'm sorry!" Yama took up acting to cry. He shamelessly crawled over and kissed Master Clean Gorgon's feet.

The swords are bronze, beneath their silver skins. I’m barely two feet from the line, and I give away one of them stepping back from Black’s slash. The howling around us becomes a gasp as his blade is motionless in the moment before he starts the backswing, and I reach out, and grab it with my bare hand.