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

Inside the sunroom, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward due to the intrusion of Jeanne Alter and Ishtar.

Aisha huddled in Luo Chen's arms like a frightened rabbit, clutching his shirt collar with both hands, caught in a dilemma.

The two "bad girls" and "goddesses" standing a few steps away had their hands on their hips, looking as if they were about to open up a second battlefield in the greenhouse.

Looking at the girls with such different personalities in front of him, Luo Chen not only didn't feel a headache, but a genuine smile appeared in his eyes.

He loosened his arm around Elsa, patted the little nun's shoulder to reassure her, then stood up and walked straight toward the two troublemakers who were still glaring at each other.

"Since you're all so energetic, why don't we do something meaningful?"

Luo Chen's pace was neither hurried nor slow.

He walked up to Jeanne Alter, and before the vengeful witch could complain, he reached out and pinched her slightly flushed cheek, pulling it outwards a little.

"It hurts! What are you doing! Let go!"

Jeanne Alter winced in pain, her golden vertical pupils widening instantly. She reached out to pat Luo Chen's hand, but the force was weak, almost like she was being coquettish.

"You're already so irritable this early in the morning. Looks like the clothes I bought at the mall yesterday weren't enough to shut you up."

Luo Chen released his grip, then wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace.

He turned his head and looked at Ishtar, who was about to gloat, and ruffled her pigtails without any hesitation.

"And you. Instead of staying in the lobby after breakfast, what are you doing here causing trouble? Do you really think I wouldn't dare deduct your allowance?"

"You dare!"

Ishtar's composure crumbled instantly upon hearing the words "pocket money".

She grabbed Luo Chen's arm and pressed herself against him, her tone immediately softening.

"I... I'm just afraid you'll catch that silly clumsiness from that country bumpkin! As your financial manager, I have to keep a close eye on your schedule!"

Looking at these two girls who clearly cared deeply but refused to say anything conciliatory, Luo Chen didn't bother to expose them.

He used both hands to press the two men down onto the rattan chairs next to him.

"Elsa".

Luo Chen turned to look at the nun who was still standing there in a daze.

"Go and have Xiaoyu prepare some chilled juice and desserts and bring them over. We've cancelled our plans for this morning; let's just sunbathe here."

"Yes, Lord Luo Chen!"

Elsa breathed a sigh of relief, a bright smile returning to her face, and she ran out of the flower room, lifting her skirt.

For the next two hours, a challenging lesson in "balancing" took place in the sunroom of the Fairy Palace.

Luo Chen leaned back in the wicker chair. To his left was Ishtar, who was trying to force-feed him fruit, and to his right was Jeanne d'Arc Alter, who was looking annoyed but still leaning on his shoulder and flipping through a comic book.

Occasionally, the little nun Elsa would come over with a blush to refill tea and water, and then Luo Chen would casually pull her into his arms and tease her a couple of times.

These times, free from gunpowder, murder, and conspiracy, were exceptionally precious in Luo Chen's long life.

……

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The temperature in Kuoh Town reached its peak, but the courtyard of the Fairy Palace remained as cool as early spring thanks to the environmental magic set up by Morgan.

Rias Gremory, dressed in her black and white maid outfit, was carrying a watering can and carefully watering the roses along the edge of the courtyard.

Her movements were slow, and her eyes were somewhat unfocused.

As the successor to the former head of the Gremory, she never imagined that her life would undergo such a dramatic change.

The image of his brother Sazex and the two giants fleeing in disarray is still vivid in my mind.

Strangely, after the initial humiliation and resentment subsided, she found herself miraculously adapting to this "maid" life.

No longer need to deal with the cumbersome political marriages of the underworld, no longer need to think about how to expand one's harem, and no longer need to guard against the fallen angels and lost demons hiding in the shadows.

As long as you stay within the protective barrier of this mansion, this is the safest place in the entire universe.

The man named Luo Chen used absolute violence to hold up a large umbrella for her, enough to shield her from all the storms.

"Minister... no, Rias."

Himejima Akeno walked over carrying an empty tray, looked at the lost in thought Rias, and a somewhat complicated smile appeared on her lips.

"Are you daydreaming again? If Lord Morgan sees you watering outside the leaves, you'll be punished by having to clean the entire floor of the first-floor lobby."

Rias snapped out of her daze, quickly turned off the kettle, and shook her head with a wry smile.

"Zhu Nai, tell me... isn't what we're doing now a form of escapism?"

"escape?"

Zhu Nai leaned against the Roman column next to her, looked up at Luo Chen who was resting with his eyes closed on the second-floor balcony, and a strange tremor flashed deep in her eyes.

"I think this is salvation. After witnessing the true 'stars,' all those so-called power struggles before were like ants fighting for food in a sandpit. Being able to serve him tea and water here... is perhaps the greatest fortune of our lives."

Just as the two former demon masters and servants were reminiscing to each other.

The space in front of the courtyard suddenly experienced an extremely eerie distortion.

That wasn't normal magical teleportation; it was something highly corrosive and malicious, forcibly gnawing at the outermost detection barrier Morgan had set up.

"Buzz—!"

The once azure sky was now obscured by a dark purple magical cloud.

The fresh floral scent in the air was instantly replaced by a nauseating smell of blood and a stench like that of a sewer.

Rias and Akeno's expressions changed instantly.

They immediately dropped what they were holding and instinctively went into battle mode.

"Enemy attack! The barrier has been activated!"

On the open ground outside the courtyard gate, the space rippled like water, and a dozen figures draped in black cloaks appeared out of thin air.

Standing at the very front was a handsome young man dressed in a magnificent dark red aristocratic robe, but with extremely sickly and lewd eyes.

He held a cane inlaid with a demon's skull in his hand, and a smug smile, as if he had everything under control, graced his pale face.

Diodora Astaroth.

The current heir to the bloodline of the Demon King Beelzebub, and the next head of the Astaroth family.

He is also a madman who secretly colludes with the Khaos Brigade and gains power by devouring "snakes".

"Heh heh heh... Is this the legendary 'Demon King's Fortress' that even that coward Sazex dared not approach?"

Diodora tapped the ground with his cane, his gaze peering greedily through the iron gate at Rias and Akeno, who were dressed as maids in the courtyard.

"What a waste! The red-haired slayer princess of the Gremory family has actually become a lowly servant here."

"But it doesn't matter. Once I kill that arrogant usurper and seize control of this place, you'll all be my personal property. I'll train you... into the most obedient toys."

He took a deep breath, his eyes growing increasingly fervent.

"That nun with the 'Smile of the Virgin Mary,' that girl named Elsa, is in there too, right? That's wonderful... that pure, healing power, the way she cries and begs for mercy in despair—it'll surely give me the ultimate pleasure!"

"Diodora?!"

Rias recognized the person through the iron gate, and her pupils contracted sharply.

She certainly knew this devilish nobleman who was known for his perversion and cruelty.

But in her memory, Diodora's strength wasn't top-tier. How dare he bring only a dozen or so familiars and force his way into this fairy palace where even the Demon King had to bow down?!

"Are you insane, Diodora?!"

Rias shouted loudly.

"This is not a place for you to run wild! Get out of Kuoh Town right now! Otherwise, you won't even know how you died!"

"Death? Hahahaha!"

Diodora seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He suddenly opened his arms, and an extremely turbid and enormous black magic burst out from his body.

Within that magical power, countless black snake shadows could be faintly seen moving and roaring.

"Rias, your perspective is too narrow! Do you think I'd be afraid of the same people that Sazex is afraid of?"

Diodora laughed wildly, the whites of his eyes already covered by black magic patterns.

"I received a gift from that great being! I devoured countless 'serpents'! Now, my power surpasses that of the Demon King, surpasses that of the gods!"

"Even if that man who crushed the holy sword with his bare hands came out, I could twist his head off and use it as a wine glass!"

Theodora had barely finished speaking.

"Bang!"

The dozen or so followers behind him simultaneously unleashed astonishing magical power.

Those followers were originally just lower or mid-level demons, but now their bodies were covered with black snake patterns like those of Theodora, and their strength was forcibly raised to almost the threshold of the highest-level demon!

"Smash this broken door! Get that nun out here!"

Following Diodora's command, a dozen enhanced familiars pounced on the ornate iron gates of the Fairy Palace like mad dogs.

however.

"It's so noisy."

A woman's voice, extremely languid and even carrying a hint of morning grumpiness, drifted down from the second-floor balcony.

Theodora and his retinue all paused in unison.

They looked up.

On the edge of the balcony, a blonde girl wearing ripped jeans and a red sports vest was standing with one foot on the railing.

She held a can of Coke in one hand and casually picked at her ear with the other.

Mordred.

She looked down at the group of bizarre demons below, a cruel and ruthless glint slowly emerging in her emerald green eyes.

"I finally beat a key level in the game and was about to save my game when it started shaking my screen so badly it lost power."

Mordred crushed the Coke can in her hand, and the carbonated beverage dripped through her fingers.

"You bunch of trash who look like rotten mud, are you tired of living?"

"Where did this wild girl come from!"

One of the knights beside Diodora roared, leaped into the air more than ten meters high, and conjured a black magic sword in his hand, slashing it down at Mordred.

"Die!"

"roll!"

Mordred didn't even summon her greatsword.

She simply stood still, then suddenly raised her right leg and delivered a powerful downward kick to meet the demon knight's descending sword!

"Bang!!!"

There was no roar of colliding magic, only pure crushing of physical mass.

The knight, whose strength was enhanced by the "snake" and was comparable to that of a high-ranking demon, shattered his magic sword the moment it touched Mordred's shoe sole.

Immediately afterwards, Mordred's leg slammed into his chest.

The demon didn't even have time to scream before it exploded into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air, like a watermelon hit by a heavy sniper rifle!

Minced flesh and black, foul blood rained down, but were all blocked by the crimson lightning barrier that automatically appeared around Mordred.

Sold out instantly.

Without using any Noble Phantasm, relying solely on pure physical strength, he kicked and destroyed an enhanced demon with a single blow.

The maniacal laughter on Diodora's face below instantly froze.

"How is that possible..."

His eyes widened as he watched the blood raining down from mid-air.

"My familiars devoured the 'Snake'... how could they not even withstand a single attack?!"

"Is that all?"

Mordred jumped straight off the balcony.

"boom!"

She landed heavily on the open ground outside the iron gate, instantly creating a five-meter-diameter crater in the asphalt road, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading wildly in all directions.

She clapped her hands, looked at the demon servants opposite her who were too scared to move, and grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

A dark red demonic sword, radiating intense heat, slowly materialized in her right hand.

"Whose head did you just say you wanted as a wine glass?"

Mordred slung the [Radiant King's Sword] over her shoulder, the crimson lightning crackling on its blade making the surrounding air scorching and stinging.

"Since you all have so much backbone."

"Then you won't be leaving this street alive. I'll use you bunch of trash to bless my new sword!"

"Don't...don't be afraid! There's only one of her!"

Diodora forced down her fear and waved her cane, shouting.

"We have the power of the 'snake'! Let's attack together! Tear her to pieces!"

The dozen or so demonic minions gritted their teeth and unleashed their black magic once more, roaring as they charged toward Mordred.

"A bunch of idiots."

Inside the gate, Rias and Akeno silently turned their heads away, unable to bear watching what was about to happen.

Go and gang up on a Knight of the Round Table who inherited the power of the Crimson Dragon and wields a modified Noble Phantasm by Alexandre Dumas.

This isn't just courting death; it's like they're not dying fast enough.

"—Clarent (Wang Jian)!"

Mordred didn't bother with any nonsense.

She gripped the sword hilt with both hands, without revealing her true name, but merely channeled her magic into the pressure valve at the bottom of the sword.

Boom!!!

A crimson lightning sword aura, tens of meters wide and hundreds of meters long, swept out from her hand like a raging dragon flying close to the ground!

There is no suspense.

Those demon minions that rushed to the front had no chance to resist the moment they came into contact with the sword energy. They were vaporized completely by the extreme heat and lightning cutting.

A huge, scorched, smoking trench, three meters deep, was plowed into the ground, stretching hundreds of meters to the end of the street.

It was just one sword strike.

Except for Deodora, who was standing at the very back, all fifteen enhanced demon familiars were wiped out.

"..."

Diodora stared blankly at the deep ditch in front of her, which was still emitting black smoke, and her cane fell to the ground with a "thud".

His mind went completely blank.

Is this his trump card that he's so proud of?

Is this the power that he's so confident he can crush the Demon King?

Compared to this girl in hot pants, she's not even worth a speck of dust!

"Oops, I used too much force."

Mordred shook the heat off the blade and pouted in dissatisfaction.

"The booster valve modified by that fat Alexandre Dumas is quite sensitive. But these guys are too fragile, aren't they? They didn't even last a second."

Carrying her sword, she walked step by step toward Theodora, who had completely collapsed to the ground.

"You...you stay away! I am the next head of the Astaroth family! Lord Orpheus's snake resides within me! If you kill me, the Brigade of Calamity will never let you get away with it!"

Diodora moved backward while shouting desperately.

"Orpheus? That black cat who only knows how to eat cakes all day?"

Mordred chuckled, walked up to him, and looked down at him.

"Using that good-for-nothing to threaten me? Are you out of your mind?"

Just as Mordred raised his greatsword, ready to cut off the freak's head and use it as a football.

"Wait a minute, Xiao Mo."

A calm, languid voice, yet carrying an irresistible pressure, emanated from inside the manor.

Mordred's movements stopped instantly.

She immediately dropped her manic expression, obediently planted the greatsword in the ground, and stepped aside.

Luo Chen, wearing a casual black shirt, walked slowly out of the front door with his hands in his pockets.

Behind him, instead of Morgan or Scáthach, came a black-haired gothic lolita girl with a blank expression, holding a half-eaten matcha cake.

Orpheus, the Infinite Dragon God.

When Theodora saw the little girl following behind Luo Chen, engrossed in eating cake, he was completely stunned, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

"O...Lord Ophis?!"

"Why are you here?! Why are you following this human?!"

Diodora, as if grasping at a straw, scrambled towards Orpheus and reached out her hand.

"Save me! My lord! I did this for your ambition... Please grant me more 'snakes'!"

However, Orpheus completely ignored him.

This supreme dragon god, symbolizing "infinity," merely glanced at Diodora indifferently.

When she saw the black, poorly processed "snake" aura emanating from Theodora, a very obvious...disdain flashed in her empty black eyes.

"It tastes awful."

Orpheus swallowed the cake in his mouth and uttered two words.

Then, she raised her head, looked at Luo Chen, and pointed her delicate white hand at Theodora's chest.

"That thing is mine. I want it back."

"Your things?"

Luo Chen followed her finger and chuckled softly.

He walked up to Theodora, his crimson-gold vertical pupils coldly looking down at the demon nobleman who was on the verge of collapse.

"It stole someone else's pet food and even dared to come to the owner's door and bark loudly."

Luo Chen slowly squatted down and extended his right hand.

That long, slender, fair hand was neither covered with any dragon scales nor shimmering with any magic.

But just as Luo Chen's fingers were about to touch Diodora's chest...

The black serpent within Diodora, formed from "infinite" magic, seemed to sense something indescribably terrifying.

It actually abandoned its host, let out a sharp screech, and tried to escape by crawling out of Theodora's seven orifices!

"Trying to run away?"

Luo Chen snorted coldly.

【Simulated Star Chart: The Truth of the Stars】—【Concept Deprivation】.

Luo Chen gently hooked his finger.

"Aaaaaaaaahh ...

Diodora let out the most agonizing wail of her life.

His chest wasn't cut open, but his soul felt as if it had been torn apart by an invisible giant hand!

The black magic serpent was forcibly pulled from the depths of Luo Chen's spiritual foundation. It twisted and struggled desperately in mid-air, but it could not escape the restraint of the miniature nebula in Luo Chen's palm.

"for you."

Luo Chen casually tossed the struggling black snake to Orpheus.

Orpheus opened her small mouth and, without even chewing, sucked the black snake, which contained immense magical power, into her stomach like she was sucking on noodles.

Then, she let out a small burp.

"It's not good. Strawberry cake is much better."

The Infinite Dragon God gave the most objective evaluation, and then went back to munching on his matcha cake.

Without the support of the "snake," Theodora collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

The magical circuits within his body had completely collapsed, and even the very foundation of his being a demon had been destroyed.

"You... what kind of monster are you...?"

Black blood kept spilling from Theodora's mouth as he stared intently at Luo Chen, his eyes filled with nothing but endless despair and fear.

He originally thought he had obtained the power of a god, but in the other party's eyes, he was not even a toy to please a pet.

"Lord Luo Chen."

Lia walked out with her retinue, looking at Deodora on the ground with a complicated expression.

"He is, after all, the heir of the Astaroth family. If he dies here..."

"What if I die here?"

Luo Chen stood up, took out a pure white handkerchief and wiped his hands, his tone flat and without any inflection.

"I told Sazex a long time ago that this is my territory."

"Rules are rules."

"Since he dared to cross this line with murderous intent, he'll have to leave his life behind."

Luo Chen turned around and casually threw the handkerchief he had used to wipe his hands at Theodora's face.

"Xiao Mo, chop him up. Throw him outside the barrier on the back mountain."

"Remember to clean it thoroughly and don't let the smell of blood get into the house. I'd like to have afternoon tea in the yard this noon."

"Alright! Leave it to me, Dad!"

Mordred grinned maliciously and raised his greatsword.

It ended abruptly with a piercing scream.

In Luo Chen's eyes, this so-called "crisis" caused by the Chaos Group was not even a proper post-meal exercise.

Luo Chen did not turn around and walked straight back to the Fairy Palace.

"Let's go, Orpheus. There should still be some freshly baked pudding in the kitchen."

"I want to eat."

The little black cat obediently followed.