Crossover Anime: Starting by fusing with an old sword and summoning Morgan

Alcatraz Island, underground prison.

The sounds of intense magical collisions echoed underground, and the once sturdy cell was now riddled with holes.

"Is this the commander of the Fiona Knights? Not only does he look frivolous, but his marksmanship is as weak as a woman's!"

Scáthach's twin pistols danced like a red whirlwind, each thrust accompanied by a deafening explosion as if the air was being torn apart.

Her smile grew increasingly maniacal, a kind of hunter's pleasure in toying with his prey.

"Damn it...where did this purple-haired monster come from?!"

Finn McCool hastily created a shield using water magic, barely managing to block Scáthach's combo, but he was already cornered against the wall.

His prized "healing water" was far from enough to repair the numerous wounds on his body.

"My brain (thumb) is sounding the alarm... I'll die if I keep hitting it!"

On the other hand, the battle between Artoria and Diarmuid was more like a textbook knightly duel.

The Wind King's barrier clashed with the red and yellow twin spears, sparks flying everywhere.

"Saber... your sword is heavier than I imagined." Diarmuid gasped, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Because I now bear something more important." Artoria's gaze was firm, and her sword moved with unstoppable force.

Luo Chen did not make a move.

He stood before Rama and Sita, like an insurmountable barrier, protecting the star-crossed lovers who were pouring out their hearts to each other.

However, just as the battle was turning in one direction, and it seemed that the two Celtic Heroic Spirits were about to be defeated—

Om-!

An extremely strange magical energy, imbued with a strong divine quality, erupted without warning from the shadows at the prison entrance.

That wasn't Celtic magic; it came from the far east, from the chilling aura of ancient Indian mythology.

"Um?"

Karna, who had been standing at the back of the group on guard, suddenly looked up.

His usually indifferent eyes suddenly flashed with an unprecedented brilliance.

That was a preordained connection.

"careful!!"

Karna shouted and his body transformed into a golden streak of light, instantly rushing to Luo Chen's side and rear.

Whoosh—!

An arrow crackling with blue lightning shot silently yet with incredible speed toward Karna's...heart.

This arrow was so fast that even the sound couldn't keep up.

It is a deadly strike designed for "assassination".

clang!

At the critical moment, Karna's spear of god-slaying spun around, its tip striking the arrow with pinpoint accuracy.

A tremendous burst of kinetic energy.

Karna's feet carved two deep furrows in the ground. Although he blocked the attack, the curse and lightning attached to the arrow still made his arm numb.

"Is it over there...?"

Karna lowered his spear, his gaze fixed intently on the darkness of the entrance:

"Come out. This unpleasant aura... I can recognize you even with my eyes closed."

"Hehe...hehehe..."

A low, distorted laugh, as if squeezed out from between teeth, came from the darkness.

A dark-skinned, black-haired young man dressed in a white Indian-style battle suit slowly walked out.

He held the legendary divine bow, Gandiva, in his hand, and carried an inexhaustible quiver of arrows on his back.

The "heaven-sent hero" who should have been dashing and heroic now appeared strangely eerie.

His eyes were unfocused, the whites of his eyes were corroded by dark magic, and a nervous twitch hung at the corner of his mouth.

Behind him, it seemed as if an unseen shadow (Krishna) was whispering, controlling his will.

The great hero of the Indian epic Mahabharata.

Arjuna.

"Karna... Karna...!!"

Arjuna stared intently at the golden figure, his eyes filled with such intense killing intent that it almost materialized:

"Why did you block it? You should have died... You should have been shot through the heart without even knowing it, and died like a clown!"

"Only by killing you...can I be a true hero! Only then will I be perfect!!"

"Arjuna?"

Mash raised her shield in surprise: "Is that... Mr. Karna's nemesis? But his condition is so strange!"

"Was it swallowed up by 'darkness'?"

Luo Chen narrowed his eyes, a hint of understanding flashing in his crimson-gold vertical pupils.

In this singularity, Arjuna was not summoned as a normal Archer, but was forcibly brought to light by the Mad King Cú Chulainn using the filth of the Holy Grail—the "Black Arjuna" who longed to kill Karna through despicable means and pursue absolute perfection.

"How ugly, Arjuna."

Karna looked at his nemesis, shook his head, and a rare hint of pity appeared in his voice:

"Have you been driven by the darkness within yourself, even abandoning your dignity as a warrior?"

"You are not even worthy of me lifting your spear."

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!!"

This sentence completely ignited Arjuna's rationality.

"I am a hero ordained by heaven! I am perfect! I don't need your judgment, you pity-giving fool!"

"Go to hell!!"

Om-!

Arjuna's divine bow was fully drawn, and it wasn't just one arrow, but dozens, even hundreds, of magical arrows condensed on the bowstring.

The prelude to the Pashupata (Arm of Destruction)!

He actually planned to unleash his Noble Phantasm directly in this cramped underground prison, burying everyone here, including Karna, together!

"madman!"

Scáthach, who was beating Finn, had to retreat step by step. Even she would find it troublesome if a Noble Phantasm of this scale exploded in a confined space.

"Master!" Melsin spread her dragon wings, preparing to defend.

"Need not."

Luo Chen took a step forward, standing between Arjuna and everyone else.

"Although it's a fateful showdown, unfortunately, we're pressed for time now."

Luo Chen looked at the dark-skinned archer who had gone mad and raised his right hand.

boom!

A terrifying pressure instantly exploded within this confined space.

That wasn't a physical burden, but a heavy weight on the soul.

"and……"

Luo Chen's voice was icy cold:

"Trying to ambush me? Did you even ask for my permission?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Chen's figure vanished instantly.

Just before Arjuna released the bowstring, Luo Chen appeared before him.

Snapped!

A large hand grabbed Arjuna's handsome face and slammed him against the wall.

Boom!

The walls were cracked, and rubble was flying everywhere.

Arjuna's divine bow was forcibly interrupted from charging, and the backlash of magic caused him to cough up a mouthful of blood.

"Cough...you..."

Arjuna looked at the man before him in horror.

Within those crimson-gold vertical pupils, it seemed as if a giant dragon was roaring.

His divine divinity and divinely bestowed power, which he was so proud of, seemed so insignificant in front of this man.

"Listen up, you divinely ordained hero."

Luo Chen leaned closer to his face, his voice low:

"Want to kill Karna? Fine."

"But not now, and not by such underhanded means."

"If you want to retain any dignity as a hero, get back to Washington."

"Let's have a fair and square battle in the final showdown."

After saying that, Luo Chen flicked his wrist.

The immense force hurled Arjuna towards the exit of the passage like trash.

"Take your two Celtic companions and get out!"

"Commander! Let's go!"

Seeing that things were going badly, Diarmuid grabbed Finn, who had been beaten black and blue by Scáthach, and fled in a sorry state while Luo Chen was not about to kill him.

Arjuna rolled on the ground a few times, and when he got up, he looked deeply at Karna, and then looked at Luo Chen with fear.

The darkness in his heart was temporarily dispelled by Luo Chen's slap.

"...I will come back."

Arjuna gritted his teeth, his form transforming into blue spiritual particles, and disappeared at the end of the passage.

The crisis is over.

The dungeon returned to calm.

"I'm sorry, Master."

Karna sheathed his spear and walked behind Luo Chen:

"That was my karma, yet you intervened."

"You are, after all, a servant on my side."

Luo Chen took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, turned around and smiled:

"Anyone who dares to touch my people will be slapped in the face. That's perfectly reasonable."

"and……"

Luo Chen glanced at Karna:

"You could have easily dodged that arrow if you wanted to, right? You only took it to protect Rama and Sita behind you."

"Truly a hero who gives alms."

Karna paused for a moment, then lowered his head slightly and remained silent. But his straight back said it all.

"alright!"

Luo Chen clapped his hands and looked at the couple still cuddling in the corner:

"Rama, Sita, this is not a place to linger."

"We should head to Washington. That mad king... he's probably getting impatient."