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

The wilderness of Tulifas was now distorted by the scorching heat.

boom--!

A golden torrent of magic erupted like a tsunami, turning the pitch-black night sky into daylight.

At the eye of the storm stood a man clad in golden armor, his expression as indifferent as still water. Karna, the Red Lancer.

Facing Siegfried's earth-shattering demonic sword, Balmunk, he didn't even retreat a step. He casually swung his god-slaying spear, which stirred up raging flames that burned away the dragon-slaying sword energy.

"Your sword is heavy, Black Saber."

Karna's voice came through the flames, calm and undisturbed:

"But this level of 'weight' alone is not enough to extinguish the sun."

Siegfried gritted his teeth, and the sweat on his forehead evaporated instantly.

This is the hero who gives alms; the dimensional barrier of power is enough to make one despair.

Even with the Dragon Blood Armor, he began to feel his magic power waning under the continuous high temperature.

Just as Karna was about to deliver the decisive thrust—

"—Innocence Arondight!"

A pale white aurora descended vertically from Karna's blind spot—directly above him!

That wasn't magic; it was pure, high-density magical bombardment.

"Um?"

Karna's intuition shrieked in an instant.

He forcefully interrupted Qigefei's suppression and flicked his spear upwards.

Bang! !

The collision of flames and aurora created a shockwave visible to the naked eye.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Melsin's figure used the recoil to complete a bizarre, sharp-angled turn in mid-air, her arms' blades whistling as they tore through the air, aiming straight for Karna's neck.

"So fast."

A hint of surprise flashed in Karna's eyes.

He dodged the fatal blow to the side, but sparks still flew from his golden armor.

Before he could adjust his posture, another gust of biting cold wind swept in from the side.

Artoria, wielding an invisible sword, stepped into the battlefield, treading on the Wind King's barrier.

This sword strike was timed precisely at the moment Karna revealed an opening.

clang!

Karna could only take the hit with his gun.

The immense force traveled through the gun, causing the great hero's feet to slide backward several meters for the first time in the world.

"Two against one?"

Karna steadied himself, looking at Melsin hovering before him and Artoria wielding her sword. Far from being annoyed, he revealed a hint of fighting spirit:

"No, with that Black Saber included, it's three against one. You really think highly of me."

"On the battlefield, there is no need for fairness, only victory."

Artoria said coldly, the Wind King Barrier in her hand spinning wildly, ready to unleash the next round of slashes at any moment.

Melusin hovered in the air, her dragon eyes fixed on the magical nodes on Karna's body:

"Although you are a strong individual, you are blocking the Master's path."

"So, go to hell, Son of the Sun."

Even Karna found himself in a difficult situation when faced with the combined attack of three Servants.

In a one-on-one fight, he could put up a fight against anyone present.

But if all three attack together...

Unless they unleash that inescapable Noble Phantasm (the God-Slaying Spear), they have absolutely no chance of winning.

But that's for the final battle; it can't be wasted here.

Just then, Amakusa Shiro's command echoed in Karna's mind:

"Lancer, let's retreat. The enemy's strength exceeds our assessment; there's no need to fight to the death here."

"The Sky Garden has collected enough data."

"learn."

Karna nodded slightly.

He thrust his spear into the ground.

"Brahma, cover the earth!"

Rumble—!

This is the Noble Phantasm he possesses as a Lancer adaptor, which he is now releasing as an eye ray.

A terrifying beam of magic struck the ground directly in the center of the battlefield.

The earth shattered, and lava erupted.

The violent explosion kicked up a dust wall hundreds of meters high, instantly obscuring everyone's view.

"Trying to run away?!"

Melusin flapped her wings, about to rush into the dust and give chase.

"No need to chase after him, he has already returned to the Sky Garden using Command Spells."

Luo Chen's voice came through the contract.

After the dust settled.

Karna's figure had vanished, leaving behind only a desolate wasteland.

……

On the other side of the battlefield, beside a withered forest.

"Tsk, they actually ran away. How boring."

Morgan sat in the back seat of the SUV, elegantly crossing his legs, holding a spare folding fan he had retrieved from the Lion's Den vehicle, and fanning himself with disdain.

"The suspension system on this car is a disaster, and it reeks of cheap tobacco."

"Just bear with it, darling."

Luo Chen sat down beside her and comforted her with a smile, "After all, it's just a temporary spoils of war."

And in the driver's seat.

Fully armed, Mordred gripped the steering wheel tightly, veins bulging on his forehead.

She, a Knight of the Round Table and the sole heir to the throne (as she called herself), had been reduced to a driver!

And those two sitting in the back seat... were her nightmare!

"Hey! Can't you see the crater ahead, Mordred?"

Morgan spoke coldly, her tone as if she were reprimanding a clumsy maid:

"If you can't even drive a car properly, I wouldn't mind putting you in the trunk and letting those skeleton soldiers drive it."

"Stop being so long-winded!!"

Mordred gritted his teeth, slammed the accelerator to the floor, and the SUV roared like a beast as it flew straight over the crater.

"I call this tactical maneuvering! Don't you understand, old lady... no, Mother!"

The word "old woman" almost slipped out, but Mordred swallowed it back after feeling the death stare coming from the back of her neck.

So frustrating!

They couldn't beat him in a fight, and they didn't dare to curse him.

and……

Mordred secretly glanced at Luo Chen through the rearview mirror.

The man who called himself "another father" was looking out the window with a seemingly casual yet all-encompassing gaze.

"Who exactly is this guy? Why do I have this...instinctive sense of obedience towards him?"

This is not just a suppression of strength, but more like a deep-seated fear of the "true dragon" in one's bloodline.

"parking."

Luo Chen suddenly spoke.

"squeak--!"

Mordred instinctively slammed on the brakes, the wheels leaving two black marks on the ground, and the car came to a steady stop in front of Siegfried and the others.

The car door opened.

Luo Chen got out of the car, and Morgan followed closely behind, linking her arm with his.

Not far away, Artoria and Melsin also ended their battle and flew back.

Siegfried leaned on his greatsword, his chest heaving violently. The clash with Karna had just exhausted him.

He looked at Luo Chen as he approached, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

It was gratitude, but also apprehension.

If it weren't for this group of people, he would have been forced to leave tonight.

"Well done, dragon slayer."

Luo Chen walked up to Siegfried, offering no excessive praise, but simply acknowledging his subordinate's successful completion of the task:

"At least the Black team didn't lose face."

"...Thank you for your help," Siegfried said in a deep voice.

"You're welcome."

Luo Chen waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over the retreating wreckage of the Red Team golem in the distance:

"Tonight's probing is over. The Red Team is aware of our presence; the battle ahead will be even more interesting."

He turned around and looked at the SUV behind him, and Mordred, who looked annoyed, inside.

"Little Mordred, now that you're under my command, go and greet the Black Faction's Servants."

"As the 'vanguard general' of the White faction (even though he's just a driver), don't embarrass yourself too much."

"Who's the vanguard general?! I won't..."

Mordred was about to retort when she saw Artoria looking at her with a serious gaze full of "fatherly love".

That look seemed to say: My lord, you must be mindful of knightly etiquette.

Mordred's anger vanished instantly.

She turned her head away, snorted, and reluctantly got out of the car, standing in front of Siegfried.

"Hey, you black one! From now on, this battlefield is my domain... I call the shots! Don't hold us back!"

Siegfried paused for a moment, looked at the short, hot-tempered knight, and nodded in confusion.

Luo Chen smiled with satisfaction as he watched this scene.

Although this family combination is a bit strange, at least their fighting strength is real.

With the addition of White and Mordred, Black has gained control of the game.

The fortress of Mirania is now completely impregnable.

"Let's go back to the castle."

Luo Chen waved his hand.

"That fat guy named Gold should have already prepared his midnight snack."

"Melushin, what would you like to eat?"

"I want to eat Master!" Melsin replied immediately.

"No," Morgan coldly refused.

"Then let's eat that dragon (referring to Astolfo's eagle)!"

"That won't work either."

"Waaah..."

Amidst the commotion, the first night in Tulifas ended in a complete victory for the White faction.

The real Holy Grail War has only just begun.