Crossover Anime: Collecting Treasures from All Worlds Starting with Type-Moon

"As time went by, people I knew began to leave one by one. My wife, son, grandson, and even my great-grandson all passed away, but I still maintained this appearance."

"Tell me, isn't this a curse?"

Perhaps because he was still immersed in the past, the former Third Magician, whose voice was originally strong and powerful, became gentle.

"I see, I probably understand."

"However, not everyone has the same courage as you. You know, the other three mages are still alive."

Shen Qiu gave a wry smile. To be honest, Wilde's level of understanding was simply too high, and he could only admit defeat.

Leaving aside the fact that the Second Mage, Zellridge, gained near-infinite life due to his transformation into a Dead Apostle, the First and Fourth Mage can definitely exist, although there is almost no news about them in the real world.

"In any case, young man."

Are you ready to accept this cursed power?

Oscar Wilde's voice suddenly rose, and an imposing pressure instantly enveloped Shen Qiu's heart. Now it was time for him to make a decision.

Without the slightest hesitation, Shen Qiu answered.

"Ready."

Yes, judging from the current situation, the tasks assigned to him by the main god will only become more and more dangerous. If he does not acquire more powerful strength to prepare for the future, then it will be too late to regret it when the time comes.

He cherished his second life immensely.

"Besides, I still have people I care about."

"Sakura, Rin, Illya, Kirie, and Touko... Therefore, I must come back alive."

"So--"

Oscar Wilde raised the golden Holy Grail high, then crushed it violently.

"You shall be the new Third Mage!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

The moment Wilde crushed the golden cup, Shen Qiu's entire body was suddenly enveloped in endless white light, and at that moment, every cell, every inch of his skin, and every internal organ was experiencing extremely violent fluctuations.

He will transform from a human into the bearer of the Third Law, and become...

A demigod in the Type-Moon world!

"Qiang!"

Inside the Greater Grail, Artoria and Mordred were still engaged in an extremely fierce battle, which had reached a point of near-fever!

"What's wrong, King Arthur? Is this all you've got?"

The two swords were rubbing against each other frantically, sparking a lot of sparks.

"I actually found it difficult..."

Artoria gritted her teeth, feeling the immense pressure on her wrist. Mordred was now stronger than he had been at Sword Orchid Hill; at least in terms of strength, she was now slightly inferior.

"Humph!"

A contemptuous smile appeared on Xiao Mo's lips. Then, he suddenly exerted force with both wrists, and the unsuspecting Saber King could only use his armor to take the blow head-on.

The result, of course, was disastrous! Her armor was not a Noble Phantasm, but rather woven from magic power, so the outcome of a direct clash with a Noble Phantasm was self-evident.

"It's gotten so strong..."

Artoria, who had retreated dozens of meters, clutched the wound on her left shoulder and gasped for breath. Whether it was the method of fighting or the skill, she was now actually weaker than this unfilial son.

In fact, after serious exchanges and learning from Shen Qiu, Karna, Okita Souji and others, Mordred's combat skills have already improved dramatically.

While Mordred may seem somewhat lacking in certain areas, such as strategy, she is an unparalleled genius when it comes to learning combat methods.

It's worth noting that back then, she managed to sit in the seat of the Knights of the Round Table based solely on the skills she had haphazardly figured out. Although it was only the last seat, it was still quite remarkable.

In the Battle of Gladiolus Hill, although she was defeated and killed by Artoria with a single spear thrust, she also inflicted a fatal wound on her opponent. In other words, from that point on, their combat levels were actually quite similar, with Mordred possibly being slightly inferior.

At that time, Artoria was at her peak, possessing both the Holy Lance and the Holy Sword.

"I'll use this trick to finish you off!"

In an instant, the brilliantly shining King Sword in Xiao Mo's hand was surrounded by crimson lightning, and his gaze toward Artoria was filled with immense pleasure!

"Finally... I can defeat her fair and square!"

With her shoulder injured, it will be difficult for Artoria to unleash the true name of Excalibur in the short term, since the guidance of the holy sword itself requires some time.

However, what followed was a tremendous sense of loss.

That guy hasn't shown any sign of begging for mercy yet. He's made such great progress in his martial arts, and she hasn't even offered him a single compliment?

Such a thought inexplicably surfaced in my mind at some point.

P.S.: This volume is probably almost finished with a few more chapters left. As for which world to write about in the next volume, I don't have a clear idea yet. If I were to write about slice-of-life, I would probably choose one of Highschool of the Dead, Slime, or Classroom of the Elite. If I were to focus on the main storyline, I would choose Re:Zero, the Marvel universe, or Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia.

Feel free to leave a comment below to see which one you'd like to see. If you're interested, check out the second pinned comment. That's all.

Chapter 360: Yustissa, would you like to come with me?

"Welcome back..."

Yusitesa looked at the boy who had appeared beside her at some point with a blank expression. At this time, an hour had already passed since Shen Qiu went to the Vortex of Origin.

Just as she was secretly lamenting the fall of yet another genius in the ethereal void, Shen Qiu returned.

Moreover, their appearance has changed drastically.

His already handsome face became even more delicate, even somewhat androgynous. If someone unfamiliar with him looked at him at first glance, they probably wouldn't be able to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

Not only that, the clothes he was wearing had changed from the rather cool black trench coat to a white robe that gave people a sense of holiness. If you look at the style, it looks like a simple male version of the Heavenly Robe.

Even his hair had a few strands of white hair.

"Is this... the power of the Third Law...?"

Ignoring the Winter Saintess standing to the side with her eyes glazed over, Shen Qiu quietly felt the abundant magic flowing through every corner of his body, as well as the vast, ocean-like life force.

It is no exaggeration to say that he can now easily perform flesh-binding on any heroic spirit, and even a person who is seriously ill and on their last breath will immediately become lively and energetic with just a snap of his fingers.

The power of the law is so unreasonable.

"I think I understand why the two major restraining forces were not very happy with me after they found out that I came to the Root for the sake of the law."

"If such a power that defies cause and effect were to fall into the hands of someone with ill intentions, the entire real world would probably be thrown into chaos."

The alluring Mangekyou Sharingan paired with Shen Qiu's outfit could be described, to use a somewhat inappropriate adjective, as extremely "seductive".

"I acquired the Third Law and became its successor."

At this moment, Shen Qiu turned his face to the side and whispered to Yusitesa.

"Congratulations."

Upon hearing Shen Qiu's words, she opened her mouth wide, as if she wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a long time, she only uttered these two words.

"They haven't finished fighting yet."

At this moment, the stalemate between Artoria and Mordred caught his attention.

"There was a chance to end it, but for some reason, Saber named Mordred hesitated at the crucial moment. After King Arthur realized what was happening, he naturally wouldn't give her that chance again."

"That's it, I understand."

Shen Qiu smiled. Just as he thought.

Mordred's wish was never to seek revenge against Artoria, but rather to gain her approval, but given King Arthur's personality...

It can only be described as extremely difficult.

"My magic is exhausted, King Arthur, kill me."

After tossing aside the gleaming King's Sword, Xiao Mo collapsed onto the ground without a care for appearances, as the magic power supplied by Lion's Calamity was clearly insufficient.

She couldn't sustain such a high-intensity battle on her own.

Besides, it's really boring.

It wasn't as satisfying as I'd imagined. After the initial frenzied venting, all that was left was endless emptiness. It really... wasn't fun at all.

"you..."

Artoria held up her sword with a grim face, then asked, word by word.

"Why didn't you kill me back then?"

If Xiao Mo had chosen to end him not long ago, she would have been powerless to fight back.

Ah, back then.

The red-haired knight scratched his head and then said nonchalantly.

"Because at that time, I suddenly understood a principle."

"The same principle?"

Artoria's face was filled with confusion.

"Yeah, it's the same principle. It's a bit too stupid to spend so much time on revenge and fighting you. You might as well go have a few more beers with Uncle Lion Robber."

Looking up at the pure white ceiling of the Greater Grail, Xiao Mo's eyes were vacant. At this moment, she was thinking about the scene of eating barbecue with Shen Qiu, Karna, Shiki, and others at the hotel a few days ago.