A certain crossover anime's nuclear-powered sword immortal

"Hmm... I just got back and I've already encountered this kind of weather. It doesn't feel right."

As the rain intensified, Luo Cuilian looked up at the dark sky.

Her thatched hut was built on Mount Lu in Jiangxi Province. She would occasionally take a leisurely stroll in the deep mountains when she felt like it.

The snow has painted the mountains a pristine white.

Whether the trees still have branches and leaves or have lost all their branches and leaves, they are all bearing the heavy weight of the snow and the biting cold.

The melting and dripping snow refreezes into ice, forming transparent icicles everywhere. The ice flakes and mist drifting in the air add a fantastical glow to this silvery world.

The peerless beauty Luo Cuilian stands tall in this snow-capped mountain land that can be called a fairyland.

She wore a silk Hanfu, the front of which was tied with ribbons, exuding an elegant and refined charm that was pleasing to the eye.

The sleeves of the shirt were puffy and loose, and the hem of the garment even dragged on the ground.

Moreover, it's raining now, so her clothes should easily get wet.

Despite this, Luo Cuilian's clothes remained completely dry.

For her, who had mastered all the arts of magic, blocking rain was nothing more than child's play.

Moreover, there were no footprints or traces of the hem of the Hanfu dragging on the snow.

The only thing that damaged this silvery land was the footprints left by wild rabbits.

For example, one can walk, jump, run, and demonstrate martial arts as if one's own clothes and weight were nothing.

If even this level of adversity cannot be overcome, how can one so proudly proclaim, "I am the pinnacle of martial arts"?

Therefore, in the winter of Mount Lu, there was nothing that could move Luo Cuilian's beauty, which was as clear and radiant as the moon.

"Who would have thought it would rain today..."

Luo Cuilian's magic even allowed her to pray to the heavens and summon clouds and rain.

To know today's or tomorrow's weather, one only needs to look up at the sky and feel the wind.

Deciphering the climate of the deep mountains was easy for her.

However, she was completely unaware of the arrival of today's sudden rain.

"Some great anomaly has occurred between heaven and earth... Is that an omen?"

She muttered to herself, and at the same time the rain suddenly stopped.

The gray clouds dispersed at an astonishing speed, and the winter sun once again hung in the sky.

Immediately after that, Luo Cuilian experienced a hallucination.

A white rainbow suspended in the sky pierces the sun—such an ominous sight.

She also possesses exceptional sensitivity in shamanism, an ability that can invoke clairvoyance.

"A white rainbow pierces the sun..."

murmured to herself, Luo Cuilian turned and went back.

She, as the supreme 'King' of the martial arts world, already has the duties to perform.

……

Days passed by, and before they knew it, it was September. The trip to Mount Lu was about to begin, but just as Shirou was about to leave, he suddenly encountered Luo Hao, who had come to his side.

"I was just about to come over, why did you suddenly show up?"

Shirou looked at the stunningly beautiful woman dressed in Hanfu and asked with some curiosity.

"What are you doing here?" Luo Hao asked, somewhat puzzled. She had barely uttered the question when she immediately asked again.

"I witnessed some unusual celestial phenomena at Mount Lu a few days ago, and I've been feeling uneasy ever since. I was thinking of asking if you have any clues?"

Upon hearing this, Shirou immediately frowned.

"It seems to be related to the 'Last King'."

"The Last King?" Luo Hao repeated the name with a hint of emotion. "I heard it from Guinevere."

"That's right. Once the number of 'Godslayers' reaches a certain level, the enemy of the Demon Kings, the steel hero 'The Last King', will awaken."

Shirou recalled the words Pandora had spoken to him.

"Where did you hear that from?"

"What's it to you where I heard that?" Shirou said, raising an eyebrow.

"You...!" Luo Hao's cheeks flushed slightly with anger. He stared at Shirou with some displeasure, his small but powerful fist clenching secretly.

"I'm just asking you, do you believe me?" Shirou ignored her expression and asked directly.

“You have no reason to lie to me,” Luo Hao said without hesitation.

"Since that so-called 'Final King' is the enemy of the Demon Kings, when will he awaken?"

Upon hearing Luo Hao's question, Shirou looked at the distant horizon and squinted slightly before replying.

"He has woken up."

After having a long talk with Luo Hao, the latter immediately suggested a sparring match, which Shirou naturally accepted, and then beat her up.

Finally, the cult leader, dressed in tattered Hanfu, sheepishly used his "Shrinking Earth Divine Footwork" to leave Italy.

……

A place higher than the clouds, above the atmosphere.

This is the sky at what people call the extreme altitude of satellite orbit, the region beyond the atmosphere that reaches the cosmos.

Looking down at the world below, it unfolds before your eyes like a map scroll.

Vast oceans make the entire planet appear a deep blue.

In this realm accessible to only a select few, one can see a small piece of land floating above the clouds.

Similar to the small islands floating in the Pacific Ocean, it has both hills and plains.

However, there is no vegetation or any sign of life on the island; it is a small island made entirely of mud and rocks.

If you only look at these things, there doesn't seem to be anything special in this world where 'disobedient gods' roam everywhere.

However, in the center of this small island, there is a large white sword stuck in the ground.

This white greatsword is about 100 centimeters long. It is double-edged and has a thick blade, like a medieval two-handed greatsword. However, the entire greatsword looks broken and is covered with rust.

But this single feature alone makes this small island stand out from the crowd.

Moreover, that sword is the "Savior's Blade," the sword of the hero who annihilated the Demon King, made of the strongest steel!

Today, someone has set foot on this small island.

After noticing the small island that appeared in the sky, Guinevere immediately rode her celestial horse to it.

Upon setting foot on this land, Guinevere appeared slightly excited, clutching a round plate tightly in her fair, jade-like hands.

That is the divine artifact "Jiu's Disc" that can command the three heroes associated with swords.

"The time has come...!"

Guinevere murmured this as she channeled her power into the "Disc of the Dragon," causing it to burst into a dazzling light.

Emerging from the blazing white flames was Hanuman, the monkey god with a ruby-red face, golden fur, a tall body, four faces, and eight arms.

The final burst of lightning transformed into the figure of Lancelot du Lac.

This female knight, who is also the queen of the Amazons, holds a long lance and rides a white horse soaring through the sky.

"Everyone, let's get started!"

Lancelot spoke first.

"Ok!"

"it's time!"

Those gathered here are all gods of the sword, warriors possessing the ability to slay dragons and serpents.

Chapter Ninety-One: The Divine Blade of Salvation

Lancelot walked closer and looked at the white greatsword stuck in the center of the island. The blade was covered in rust and had lost its former glory.

"So, you've also sensed that being, even more powerful than any demon king before..."

As Lancelot spoke, the rusty blade of the "Savior's Blade" began to tremble.

Suddenly, in the distant lower realm, winds and clouds surged, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

From this satellite orbit, even the sea of ​​clouds appears to be something from a distant lower realm.

"Several 'Campiones' have been born in this world today. There is an old demon king like a vicious wolf, a queen who claims to be unparalleled and is ignorant of her own limitations, and a witch who has no skills other than bringing calamity to the world. In addition, there are four other young people, making a total of seven 'Campiones,' who sing praises that this world is their era..."

As he spoke softly, a ball of light suddenly appeared above Lancelot's head.

The ball of light, about the size of a clenched fist, rose rapidly after it appeared and began to shine like a small sun above the four of them.

"The land where these 'godslayers' gather is truly the end times. In particular, the power of the seventh 'godslayer' has surpassed the sum of all previous 'godslayers.' Now it is simply the end of the world."

The rapidly rising sphere of light suddenly began to expand.

In the blink of an eye, it grew to a diameter of over one hundred meters, roughly the size of the floating island that has hidden the "Savior's Blade" for a thousand years.

Moreover, this enormous sphere of light suddenly began to release lightning, with sparks of electricity bursting everywhere.

"We pray for the rebirth of the sword to cleave through the darkness of the end times, to slay all the god-slaying demon kings. Ah, most revered sword of swords, blade of blades! You are the blade that annihilates demon kings. You are the white light of salvation. You were born to kill all demons!"

Lancelot proclaimed this loudly, her honey-colored, waist-length hair fluttering in the wind.

At the same time, the lightning released by the sphere of light became increasingly turbulent, eventually converging into a thick bolt of lightning that crashed down towards the "savior's sword" stuck in the center of the island.

Boom!

Even after the lightning strike, the bursts of lightning from the orb continued.

Boom!

Lightning and thunder repeated hundreds of times, and all the flashes and energy were absorbed by the "Savior Blade".

Not only was it not thrown away by the impact, it also remained completely still.