Cocytus - Zanshin 1

Facing him, Cocytus drew a sword out of the air, as if he’d been holding it secretly in space. It was an ōdachi, a sword with a blade easily six feet long called Imperial Sword Zanshin. It was the keenest weapon of the twenty-one in his possession.

And now he swung it at the oncoming lizardman.

His swordsmanship was so sharp it practically cut the air itself, and the atmosphere’s scream—a musical tone—echoed throughout the area. If it weren’t for the situation, it would have been a pleasantly serene sound.

The moment after, the chief, armor and all, was sliced vertically in two, and the two halves separated and collapsed into the marsh.

Cocytus had cut through the lizardmen’s strongest armor without putting even a nick in Imperial Sword Zanshin.

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Volume 4, Chapter 5.2