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

1273 AD, the Middle East, the scorching Dead Sea.

The sandstorms continued to rage, but the team's pace did not slow down.

With Bedwell as their "guide," everyone's goals became a little clearer.

"So, you originally planned to join up with the resistance?"

Luo Chen walked in the middle of the group and casually handed a bottle of ice water he had taken from the system space to Bedivere.

Bedwell accepted it with a flattered air; the silver prosthetic limb reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight.

He took a sip of water to moisten his chapped lips before respectfully replying:

"Yes, although the Holy Capital is powerful, there are still people on this land who are unwilling to submit to the 'Holy Ba'."

"I have heard that in the mountainous region to the east, an ancient hero from Persia is gathering refugees to resist the purge by the Holy Knights."

"A great hero of Persia?"

Artoria tilted her head slightly, her gaze sharp:

"Is she a Servant with the 'Archer' class?"

"Exactly."

Bedivere nodded, a hint of respect in his eyes:

"That is the legendary warrior who ended the sixty-year war between Persia and Turan, the hero who shot the ultimate arrow to demarcate the borders—Arash."

"If we can get his help, our chances of defeating the Holy City will be much greater."

"Arash...?"

Luo Chen stroked his chin, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

That man, known as the "self-destructing bow," was indeed a respectable fellow.

Moreover, since Arash is here, the savior team called "Chaldea" should not be far behind.

"boom--!!!"

Just then, a violent explosion suddenly came from the other side of the sand dunes in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, several red streaks of light shot into the sky, striking down several sphinxes that were circling in the air.

"Oh? Speak of the devil and he appears."

Luo Chen stopped, his crimson-gold vertical pupils slightly contracting as his gaze pierced through the endless yellow sand:

"The power of that arrow... I can't think of anyone else but that great hero."

"and……"

Luo Chen sensed several extremely familiar magical fluctuations.

"Let's go."

Luo Chen patted Mordred on the shoulder:

"Xiao Mo, go clear the way. We've run into someone we know."

"An acquaintance? You can actually run into an acquaintance here?"

Mordred looked completely bewildered, but her body betrayed her as she drew her sword and excitedly charged up the sand dune:

"It doesn't matter who it is! As long as it's not that annoying Gawain!"

……

Sand dune basin.

The battle was extremely intense.

Dozens of enormous sphinxes surrounded a small group of only a few people.

"Senior! To the right! Watch out for claw attacks!"

Mash Kyrielight, holding up her massive cross shield, struggled to fend off the attack of a Sphinx.

Although her shield was sturdy, the girl's strength was rapidly dwindling under the intense heat and continuous impact.

"I'm fine! Mashu, watch the left flank!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka hid behind Mashu, her face covered in dust, but her eyes remained resolute.

She looked at the Command Seals in her hand, ready to provide support at any time.

At the very front of the procession, a robust young man with dark skin and a hearty smile was constantly drawing his bow and shooting arrows.

Arash.

Every arrow he shot was incredibly accurate, even capable of creating a small sonic boom in the atmosphere.

"Oh dear, this is quite a lot."

Arash smiled wryly and fired another arrow, shattering the head of a sphinx:

"If this continues, I'll have to consider using that move (Meteor Shower)... Even though it means I'll have to leave the stage, it's not worth leaving in a place like this."

"Don't say such discouraging things, Mr. Arash!"

Dr. Roman's anxious voice came through the communicator:

"The coordinates for the spirit particle transfer are being calibrated! Hold on for two more minutes! Just two more minutes..."

"Two minutes? Are you kidding me?"

Leonardo da Vinci's voice broke in:

"Five more Sphinxes are coming! And they're the royal-grade behemoths!"

Just as Leonardo da Vinci described, above the dunes, five colossal beasts, each a size larger than a normal Sphinx and radiating golden magic, roared and charged down.

"Oh no..."

Mashu gritted her teeth, preparing to take the hit.

At this critical moment.

"—Clarent (Wang Jian)!!!"

A wild and furious roar descended from the sky.

A bolt of crimson lightning crashed down, instantly engulfing the five royal sphinxes that had just charged down.

Boom! ...

The earth cracked open.

The five arrogant behemoths didn't even have time to utter a mournful cry before they were blasted into pieces by the raging magic.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Mordred, sword in hand, stood disdainfully atop a still-burning limb, flashing her signature sinister grin at Mash below:

"Hey! Shield Girl! It's only been a few months, how come you're getting ganged up on again?"

"What a troublesome junior!"

"Miss Mordred?!"

Mashu's eyes widened, and she exclaimed in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, more figures appeared atop the dunes.

Morgan strolled gracefully through the dust, holding a parasol, as if taking a walk in her own backyard.

Artoria placed her hand on the hilt of her sword, her gaze sweeping across the entire area with a chilling intensity.

Melusin hovered in mid-air, her dragon wings radiating a dangerous aurora.

as well as……

The man standing in the very center, wearing a black trench coat, looked down on everything like a king.

"Mr. Luo... Mr. Luo Chen?!"

Ritsuka was so excited she almost jumped up, tears welling up in her eyes:

"Waaaaah! Boss! I knew it! Whenever there's a singularity like this, you'll definitely show up!"

"What a coincidence, everyone from Chaldea."

Luo Chen flashed and instantly covered a distance of 100 meters, appearing in front of Ritsuka.

He waved his hand casually.

An invisible wave spread out, blasting away the remaining dozen or so Sphinxes, sending them crashing into the rock wall and dissipating into specks of light.

The clearing process took only a moment.

"Looks like you've run into trouble again?"

Luo Chen looked at Ritsuka, who was covered in dust and dirt, and smiled as he ruffled her short orange hair.

"We're saved..."

Arash put away his bow and curiously looked at the man who had suddenly appeared.

As an archer with clairvoyance (though not as far as Gilgamesh and Merlin), he could clearly sense the terrifying power within Luo Chen's body.

"Is this young man... also a Heroic Spirit? But this aura... is practically like a living, divine dragon."

"Nice to meet you, great hero of the East."

Luo Chen turned around and nodded to Arash:

"I am Luo Chen. Just passing by... um, the head of the Round Table Family Group."

"A round table?"

Arash paused for a moment, then looked at the people behind Luo Chen.

Artoria, Mordred, Morgan...

"Wow, this is really... an incredible lineup."

Arash's smile grew even brighter:

"It seems the tide of this war is about to turn."

"Senior! And who is this...?"

Mashu noticed the one-armed knight who was following at the back.

Bedwell.

When Bedivere saw the shield in Mash's hand, his body jolted, and his usually melancholy eyes suddenly revealed a look of shock and nostalgia.

"That shield..."

Bedivere reached out his hand, trembling, as if to touch it, but then stopped in mid-air:

"That's... from the Knights of the Round Table..."

Luo Chen glanced at Mash, then at Bedivere, and said meaningfully:

"Bedvir, this girl is Mash. She is also a Demi-Servant who inherited the power of the Knights of the Round Table."

"In this unfamiliar era, you may find you have a lot in common."

"The...successor to the Knights of the Round Table?"

Bedivere looked at Mash, tears welling up in his eyes.

At the end of this desperate journey, seeing the proof of the Round Table again was undoubtedly a great comfort to him.

"Hello, Miss Mash. I am Bedivere... a knight who has wandered to atone for his sins."

"Lord Bedivere!"

Dr. Roman screamed into the communicator:

"Bedivell, the Knight of the Round Table?! My goodness! This team's lineup is absolutely amazing!"

"With Mr. Luo Chen's team, plus the great hero Arash and the Knights of the Round Table... we can totally launch a counterattack on the Holy Capital!"

"A counterattack on the Holy Capital?"

Luo Chen looked towards the end of the desert, where the beam of light from the holy spear that pierced the heavens and earth was particularly dazzling in the night.

The radiant light within him, the Spear of the End, yearns to collide with that holy spear of the same origin.

"No rush."

Luo Chen waved his hand:

"Now that everyone's here, let's find a place to stay."

"Arash, I heard you have a base in the mountains?"

"Lead the way."

"Tonight, we need to have a good discussion... about how to pull that high and mighty 'Lion King' down from his pedestal."