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

In the afternoon in Koma Town, the sun was still glaring, but this commercial street, which should have been bustling with traffic, was now shrouded in a suffocating silence.

Ordinary people were terrified and fled in all directions the moment Mordred drew the [Radiant King's Sword].

In the middle of the empty street, only three people remained, their swords drawn.

"You call this piece of junk... the Holy Sword (Excalibur)?"

Mordred, wielding the greatsword that radiated a dark red heat in one hand, approached Genova and Irina step by step.

Her emerald green eyes were now completely filled with a furious red light.

As Artoria's "offspring" and a member of the Knights of the Round Table, she has an indescribable obsession with the Sword of Excalibur.

That was the glory of her father, the ultimate divine weaponry forged by the planet to resist external enemies.

And now, these two nameless people dressed in nuns' habit are carrying two fragments of magic that emit a faint, inferior quality and are full of artificial carving marks, and they shamelessly call them "King's Sword".

This is an insult to the King of Knights! It is a desecration of the Round Table!

"You are not allowed to insult the sacred relics given by the Lord!"

Genova abruptly ripped off the heavy bandages wrapped around the sword.

Accompanied by a dazzling light, a massive sword with an exaggerated shape, a wide blade, and a ferocious destructive power was revealed.

【Excalibur Destruction】

"Irina, prepare for battle!"

Genova gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, assuming a fighting stance.

Her sharp eyes were fixed on the girl in red in front of her. Although the oppressive feeling emanating from the other girl made her palms sweat slightly as she gripped her sword, as a top holy swordsman trained by the church, the word "retreat" did not exist in her dictionary.

"This woman's aura is extremely dangerous. It's not demonic power, but rather a kind of... madness similar to that of a high-ranking dragon. We absolutely cannot be careless!"

"Understood! The Lord will protect us!"

Irina also unarmed herself without hesitation.

【Excalibur Mimic】

The sword in her hand was like a nimble silver whip, radiating a holy light, forming a perfect triangular formation with Genova.

"Lord? Protect me?"

Mordred stopped and suddenly let out an extremely arrogant and contemptuous laugh.

"Hahahaha! That's hilarious! If your existence were real, seeing you trying to piggyback on my father's name with this trash would probably make him so angry he'd crawl out of his coffin and slap you twice!"

"Enough with the nonsense!"

Genova could no longer hold back. He exerted force with both legs, and the asphalt road beneath his feet instantly cracked open.

She transformed into a blur, raising the [Holy Sword of Destruction] high with terrifying destructive power enough to split a heavy armored vehicle in two, and slashed down at Mordred.

"—Heretics, accept your punishment!"

"Too light."

Faced with this fierce attack, Mordred didn't even raise his greatsword.

She simply turned slightly to the side and casually raised her left hand upwards.

Without using any magic, she simply relied on the monstrous strength of the dragon race granted by her [100% Crimson Dragon Body] to directly block the falling holy sword with her armored arms.

clang----!!!

The deafening clang of metal echoed throughout the entire street.

A visible white shockwave suddenly exploded outwards from the two people, shattering all the surrounding glass windows.

"What?!"

Genova's pupils suddenly contracted.

She felt as if her all-out sword strike had struck an unshakeable steel mountain.

The immense recoil force traveled along the sword hilt to her arms, instantly causing her tiger's mouth to split open and blood to spill out.

The opponent didn't retreat even a single step, and the ground beneath their feet didn't sink even a fraction!

"With that little strength, you dare to wield a heavy sword and make a fool of yourself?"

Mordred grinned maliciously, his left hand suddenly flipping over to grab Genova's sword blade, and then his right leg kicked out like a cannonball.

"Bang!"

The kick landed squarely on Genova's stomach.

"Ugh!"

Before the church's holy swordsman could even scream, he was sent flying dozens of meters away like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into an abandoned car and denting the door.

"Genova!"

Irina was horrified. The [Mimicry Holy Sword] in her hand instantly extended, transforming into a silver lightning bolt that cunningly wrapped around Mordred's neck from the side.

"You mustn't harm my companion! Sacred chains, bind her!"

"Get away, you annoying bug."

Mordred didn't even glance at her, casually swinging the [Radiant King's Sword] in his right hand.

"—Red Lightning!"

boom!

The dark red lightning on the blade only spilled out in a trace before flowing upstream along Irina's holy sword whip.

"Aaaaaah!"

The violent lightning magic instantly pierced through Irina's defenses. She screamed and released her grip on the sword hilt. Her hands were charred black by the lightning, and she was sent flying backward, crashing next to Genova.

one strike.

It was just a brief encounter, without even the use of any skills.

The Church's two top-tier Holy Sword Masters, whom they were so proud of, were as fragile as two thin sheets of paper in front of this "brat" at the round table.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Genova struggled to his feet from the wrecked car, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Her hands, still gripping the sword, were trembling uncontrollably, and her eyes were filled with undisguised horror.

"How is this possible... Even a full-force attack that destroyed the Holy Sword couldn't cause her any damage..."

"What kind of monster is this girl? Is her physical strength even more terrifying than that of a high-level demon?"

"Don't use such lowlifes to judge me."

Mordred, carrying the greatsword, walked step by step toward the two of them.

With each step she took, the crimson lightning around her intensified, and the savage aura of a killing machine made the surrounding air thick and scorching.

"As I just said, the worst thing you can do is to use this pile of scrap metal to insult that name."

Mordred raised her greatsword, her eyes as cold as ice.

"Today, I will grind you all, along with this pile of garbage in your hands, into dust!"

Just as Mordred was about to unleash his magic to completely obliterate the two nuns...

"Alright, Mo. That's enough fooling around."

A voice, extremely calm yet carrying an indescribable pressure, suddenly rang out behind Mordred.

The crimson lightning, which had already gathered to its maximum, seemed to be paused the moment it heard the voice, and instantly and obediently retreated back into the sword.

Mordred's murderous face immediately changed its expression.

She obediently put down the greatsword, turned around, and looked at the newcomer like a child who had made a mistake but wanted to take credit.

"Dad! I didn't do anything reckless! These two idiots were the ones who first waved that fake 'Holy Sword' in front of me. I just wanted to teach them a lesson."

Accompanied by steady footsteps.

With one hand in his trouser pocket and the other holding a still-cold iced coffee, Luo Chen slowly walked to Mordred's side.

He didn't unleash the overwhelming aura of the "Three-Digit Box Garden," but his leisurely stroll and his indifferent crimson-gold vertical pupils were enough to make Genova and Irina, who were lying on the ground, feel a suffocating sensation from the depths of their souls.

"Dad...?"

Genova wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared intently at the black-haired man who had suddenly appeared.

The fact that this man could command that terrifying red-armored girl so obediently means that his strength is definitely a hundred times, or even a thousand times, greater than that girl's!

Moreover... why is the faint sense of oppression emanating from him more sacred than that of Archangel Michael in the church headquarters, yet also exudes an indescribable domineering aura?

Counterfeit and substandard products should naturally not exist.

Luo Chen walked up to Genova, looking down at her, his gaze falling on the [Destroying Holy Sword] in her hand.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, then stretched out his free left hand and gently grasped the sword from a distance.

hum!

Genova felt an immense, irresistible suction force coming from his hand.

Before she could even exert any force, the fragment of the holy sword, which the church treasured, had already slipped from her hand and landed steadily in Luo Chen's palm.

"Give me back the holy sword! It is a gift from the Lord!"

Genova struggled to stand up, but Mordred's cold gaze kept him rooted to the spot.

"A gift from the Lord?"

Luo Chen toyed with the heavy greatsword in his hand, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"A sword is broken into seven pieces and then distributed to humans, euphemistically called 'gift'."

"This kind of garbage, which is only a flawed concept and whose magic circuits are full of artificial repairs, is something that only blind believers like you, whose eyes are blinded by faith, would consider a treasure."

A faint blue glow of the [Third Magic] appeared at Luo Chen's fingertips.

He didn't even use any force; he simply channeled the magic into the sword hilt.

"Click...click click..."

Under the horrified gazes of Genova and Irina.

The "Destruction Holy Sword," which was said to be indestructible and capable of easily slaying even high-level demons, began to develop dense cracks on its blade.

Followed by.

boom!

The entire giant sword exploded in Luo Chen's hands into a pile of scrap metal fragments devoid of any magical energy, clattering and clanging as they fell to the ground.

"No...it's impossible..."

Genova stared blankly at the shards scattered on the floor, his mind completely blank.

The holy sword... is broken?

It shattered simply from being held in that man's hand?!

"You demon! How dare you destroy the holy sword!"

Despite her severe injuries, Irina's faith enabled her to shout at Luo Chen.

"demon?"

Luo Chen chuckled and threw the last piece of scrap metal in his hand onto the ground.

Looking at the two pitiful nuns, he decided to go all the way and completely shatter their fragile worldview.

"Stop calling him 'Lord' and 'God' all the time."

Luo Chen's gaze became deep and cold, and an absolute indifference, as if he had seen through the truth of the world, appeared on his handsome face.

"Haven't you noticed yet?"

"Why are your holy swords only fragments? Why do you no longer hear God's answer when you pray? Why do the demons and fallen angels of this world dare to roam so brazenly among us?"

"What...what exactly are you trying to say?!"

A very ominous premonition rose in Genova's heart.

What I wanted to say was—

Luo Chen leaned forward slightly and, speaking slowly and deliberately, revealed the world's greatest secret in the calmest tone.

"The omniscient and omnipotent God of the Bible that you speak of, the one who created angels and the holy sword."

"They were already...dead in the last three-way war."

Dead silence.

A deathly silence spread through the empty streets.

"Liar...liar..."

Irina's pupils trembled violently, and tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.

She shook her head frantically, covering her ears tightly with her hands, trying to reject this absurd lie.

"How could God die! God is omnipotent! You heretic! You're lying!"

"If it's a lie, why didn't your gods punish me when I destroyed the Holy Sword?"

Luo Chen straightened up, ruthlessly shattering her last illusion.

"The current heavenly realm is nothing more than an empty shell system that Archangel Michael is struggling to keep up. The 'miracles' you believe in are just an automatic program that is still running on inertia."

"You Holy Sword Wielders are nothing more than tools used by the church's higher-ups to cover up the truth that God is dead. In order to maintain the faith of the believers, they are even willing to sacrifice your lives to fill the magical voids in those Holy Sword fragments."

"What a pathetic scapegoat."

"God...is dead..."

Genova didn't scream hysterically like Irina.

But her reaction was even more unsettling.

She knelt on the ground, her eyes completely unfocused.

The power of faith that had sustained her through the battle vanished like a collapsing building, instantly turning into ruins.

Her worldview collapsed.

"Dad, that's a really harsh thing to say. Look how scared these two girls are, they're practically terrified."

Mordred clicked her tongue in amazement. Although she didn't believe in any gods, she still found it somewhat cruel to see two once spirited nuns turn into walking corpses in an instant.

Of course, she was just saying it casually.

After all, in her eyes, apart from Luo Chen and the few people at the round table, she didn't care about the life or death of anyone else.

"No destruction, no construction. Since I've stumbled upon them, I might as well correct their misconceptions; it's a good deed for the day."

Luo Chen took a sip of the iced coffee in his hand.

He turned his head and glanced at a mountain peak in the distance of the city.

There, an extremely dark magical power, imbued with the aura of fallen angels, was quietly gathering.

"Besides, I still have a use for them."

Luo Chen pointed to Genova and Irina on the ground and said to Mordred.

"Carry them both on your backs."

"Huh? Bring them back to the palace? Father, you don't actually have your eye on those two nuns, do you? Morgan and Scáthach will kill me!"

Xiao Mo cautiously hugged the greatsword tightly.

"What are you thinking? Do you think I'm the kind of person who would eat anything when desperate?"

Luo Chen rolled his eyes at her, annoyed.

"We took them back because they had information about that 'Kokbor' in their minds."

"That fallen angel executive with ten wings seems to be planning a big fireworks display in Kuoh Town, trying to provoke a new three-way war."

A dangerous red light flashed in Luo Chen's eyes, and the majesty of the [Lord of the Stars] was revealed at this moment.

"I've said it before, this city is now my territory."

"Anyone who dares to litter here without permission, I will personally go and pluck their wings one by one."

"Let's go back to the detached palace."

Luo Chen turned and strode away, leaving behind a cold and aloof figure.

"Tell the people at home to get ready."

"Tonight, we're going to wreak havoc."

……

Meanwhile, in the underworld, within the Gremory family's territory.

"A strong magical conflict has been detected! The location is the central district of Kuoh Town!"

A high-ranking demon responsible for monitoring the human world reported to Sazex, his forehead covered in sweat.

"Magic waveform analysis... It's the Holy Sword Wielder of the Church! But, the other side they're fighting..."

"That's... that red-armored knight named Mordred who appeared in the special demonstration battle before!"

Sazex suddenly stood up, his usually gentle face now filled with solemnity.

"What was the result?"

"The battle... lasted less than five seconds."

The surveillance demon swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"Both Holy Sword Wielders were completely overwhelmed. Moreover, according to the magic rewind footage..."

"Lord Luo Chen also made his appearance. He... he crushed the [Destroyed Holy Sword] with his bare hands, and it seems he also said something to the two nuns, causing their mental fluctuations to drop to zero."

Sazex took a deep breath and slumped back onto his throne.

Crushing the holy sword with bare hands?

That's a demon weapon that even a demon king would be wary of!

What exactly did that man take as common sense in this world?

"Not only that, Lord Sazex."

Standing to the side, Gurefia pushed up her glasses, a hint of worry appearing on her usually cold face.

"According to intelligence from our informant within the Fallen Angels, Fallen Angel cadre Kirkbor has secretly infiltrated Kuoh Town with the remaining fragments of the Holy Sword."

"His goal seems to be to reignite the three-way war by destroying the Holy Sword or killing Lady Rias."

"That madman, Kirkbor!"

Sazex's eyes flashed coldly, but then, as if he had thought of something, his expression became extremely strange.

He glanced at the "Fairy Palace" reflected in the water mirror, which radiated a ghostly blue glow and seemed like an inviolable divine realm.

"Greefia".

"Yes, Lord Demon King."

"Pass down the order. All forces in the Underworld are immediately placed on high alert. But they are absolutely forbidden from approaching Kuoh Town even a step."

Sazex gave a wry smile that was both helpless and sympathetic.

"Is Kirkbor trying to start a war in Kukortown?"

"He probably doesn't know that what he's about to face isn't some demon or angel..."

"Instead, they are a group of 'monsters' who are extremely protective of their own and capable of crushing the entire mythological system."

"Let's just quietly watch how that fallen angel executive is torn to pieces."