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

【The Hanging Gardens of Vanity】, between the thrones.

As the obsidian gate crumbled, the interior of the temple was revealed to everyone without reservation.

The concentration of magic here is suffocatingly high; it's an etheric environment of divine origin.

In the center of the main hall, a huge magic array that seemed to connect to the void was slowly rotating.

"Welcome, uninvited guests."

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada stood in front of the magic array and turned around.

He did not show any panic despite the broken door; his face still wore that compassionate smile.

"Although it came a little earlier than expected, thankfully... the preparations are almost complete."

"Preparations?"

Luo Chen stopped in his tracks, his gaze passing over Amakusa and landing on the spell array:

"You mean the 'remote hacking' of the Greater Grail?"

This is a very real problem—the physical body of the Greater Grail is still in the fortress of Mirania on the ground, guarded by the golem of Avisbronn.

So, what is Amakusa Shiro doing here?

"That's right."

Amakusa Shiro spread his hands and frankly admitted:

"Although the physical Grail is still in your hands, you seem to have forgotten that I am the original Ruler of this Holy Grail War (a survivor of the Third Holy Grail War), and the one who knows the 'Greater Grail System' best."

"At this distance, with the amplification from the garden, I can completely bypass that unfinished homunculus (Avisbro's golem) and directly activate the 'Third Magic'."

"To materialize the souls of all humanity, to live forever, to create a paradise without strife... This is my wish, and this is my 'salvation' for the world."

"This is insane."

Joan of Arc gripped the holy banner tightly, stepped forward, and stared intently at Amakusa with her azure eyes:

"Using the Holy Grail to forcibly alter the life form of all humanity... As a Ruler, I absolutely cannot condone such a thing! It is a deprivation of human free will!"

"Free will?"

Amakusa Shiro shook his head, a hint of pity for Joan of Arc appearing in his eyes:

"Joan of Arc, you have seen too many tragedies, don't you understand? As long as humanity has desires and the limitations of the flesh, conflict will never cease."

"I just want to give everyone a 'good' ending. Is that wrong?"

Jeanne was speechless.

As a saint, she was well aware of the inherent flaws in human nature.

The world depicted by Amakusa, free from death and suffering, is, in a sense, the ultimate form of "goodness."

"Indeed, it sounds wonderful."

A soft laugh broke the heavy atmosphere.

Luo Chen released Morgan's hand and stepped forward alone, standing in front of Jeanne d'Arc and blocking Amakusa's highly provocative gaze.

"Immortal and without strife."

Luo Chen looked at Amakusa as if he were looking at a child who had not yet grown up:

"Amakusa Shiro, your wish is not 'salvation,' but 'stagnation.'"

"Stagnation?" Amakusa frowned.

"Without the threat of death, life loses its weight. Without the conflict of desires, progress ceases."

Luo Chen's voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying the unique majesty and penetrating power of a crimson dragon:

"What you're trying to create is nothing more than a lifeless specimen room."

"You treat humans like bonsai, trimming all the thorns, pruning them into the shape you like, and then telling them: 'Look, this is happiness.'"

Luo Chen pointed a finger at Amakusa's nose and mocked her without any politeness:

"That's not goodness, that's arrogance."

"True salvation is not the elimination of suffering, but the empowerment of humanity to overcome it."

"Ask those people struggling to survive below, who wants to become your eternal, unchanging ghost?"

"You..." Amakusa's smile finally vanished, his eyes turning cold. "It seems that whether you are King Arthur or the Red Dragon, you have chosen the blood-soaked path of Asura."

"No."

Luo Chen turned around and looked at Joan of Arc behind him.

Joan of Arc was staring at him blankly at that moment.

Luo Chen's words were like a sharp sword, cutting through the confusion in her heart.

Yes, protecting humanity is not about protecting their physical bodies, but about protecting their "potential".

Luo Chen reached out and gently grasped Joan of Arc's slightly trembling hand:

"Joan of Arc, lift your head."

"Your flag does not exist to protect a 'perfect world,' but to guide those struggling in the mud forward."

Even if we're covered in mud, even if the road ahead is uncertain, it's the future that humanity has chosen.

"Luo Chen..."

Joan of Arc watched the man's back as he walked away.

Despite being a red dragon brimming with destructive power, it uttered a truth more profound than that of a saint.

The hand that held hers was warm and strong, giving her unprecedented support.

The scales in my heart have completely tipped.

"I see."

Joan of Arc took a deep breath, her gaze hardening once more. She gripped Luo Chen's hand tightly in return, and the holy banner in her grasp fluttered once more.

"As the Ruler, I determine that Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's actions are a serious violation!"

"For the future of humanity, I will here... deliver my verdict on him!"

[Ding! The target 'Jeanne d'Arc (Ruler)'s faith has been restored, and her affection level has greatly increased.]

[Current Status: Trust in fighting side-by-side / Emotional support.]

"Wow, what a moving speech."

Empress Semiramis, who had been silent all along, put down her wine cup on the throne.

She slowly stood up, her long black dress trailing on the ground, and countless purplish-black magic circles appeared behind her:

"Since we can't reach an agreement through negotiation, let's let our strength speak for itself."

"Ruler, and that arrogant White King... let me see if your 'future' can withstand my poisoned wine."

"Your opponent is me, you vile woman."

Morgan stepped forward coldly, blocking Luo Chen and Joan of Arc's path.

She removed her black lace gloves and tossed them carelessly to the ground, her eyes burning with a fighting spirit akin to "like repels like."

"I've disliked you for a long time. You pile a bunch of broken rocks in the sky and call yourself an empress?"

"Today I'll show you what true 'divine magic' really is."

boom!

Two immense magical forces—purple poisonous mist and blue fairy fire—collided instantly in the center of the hall, dividing the battlefield.

"Then, I and Jeanne will take over Amakusa Shiro."

Luo Chen looked at Amakusa.

"Wait, did we forget someone?"

A green meteor suddenly shot out from the side corridor, heading straight for Luo Chen's back!

Red Rider, Achilles.

Even when injured, this fastest Greek hero still possesses astonishing explosive power.

"I told you, this score will be settled! King Arthur!"

Annoying flies.

Luo Chen didn't even turn his head.

Whoosh-!

A white afterimage descended from the sky, precisely cutting off Achilles's charge.

Melusin hovered in mid-air, the sharp blades on her arms gleaming with dangerous aurora light:

"The Master is conducting an important 'educational course'; unauthorized personnel are prohibited from entering."

Achilles slammed on the brakes, gritted his teeth, and looked at the loli dragon who had previously blasted him into a humiliating mess:

"It's you again... that flying monster."

"I've said it before, I'm not called a monster, I'm Melusin."

Meilushin tilted her head, her dragon eyes narrowing:

"Since you're in such a hurry to see that cat-eared woman (Atalanta), I'll grant your wish."

"This time, I will shred your heels and your soul together."

boom!

The flanking battle erupted instantly.

Melusin vs. Achilles.

Morgan vs. Semiramis.

And in the center of the main hall.

Amakusa Shiro drew his two enhanced black keys, unleashing his full magical circuitry, and his previously compassionate aura transformed into a fierce one.

"In that case, let's do it."

"For the salvation of all humanity... even if it means facing a red dragon, I will forge a path!"

"Then let's give it a try."

A flash of light appeared in Luo Chen's hand, and the Holy Sword appeared in his palm.

He turned his head and smiled slightly at Joan of Arc beside him:

"Ms. Ruler, are you ready to join me in giving this paranoid patient a 'realistic beating'?"

Joan of Arc looked at that smile, her cheeks flushed slightly, but she waved the flag in her hand even more vigorously:

"Yes, Master!"

Three battlefields were launched simultaneously.

This debate, which will determine the future of the world, has ultimately returned to the most basic principle: the winner is justice.