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

Black Tower Space Station, main control module.

Even after the vast, panoramic floor-to-ceiling window revealed the profound tranquility of the universe once more, the people in the control room remained stunned by what had just happened, a scene that seemed like a miracle.

"Alarm lifted... The energy reaction of the Doomsday Beast has been completely erased from this star system..."

Alan, the head of the defense department, looked at the threat index on the screen, which had dropped to zero, and his legs went weak. He slumped into his chair, panting heavily.

There was no violent explosion, no long and arduous battle. The man in the black trench coat simply threw a punch across the vacuum of space, compressing that interstellar weapon, powerful enough to tear an entire space station apart, into a speck of dust invisible to the naked eye.

What an absurdly high absolute quality this is!

"Plop, plop, plop..."

A sudden, abrupt sound of the puppet's joints grinding together shattered the deathly silence in the control room.

A delicate doll with brown curly hair and wearing a purple dress appeared at the back of the crowd. She held a jewel-encrusted cane in her hand, and her dull, lifeless eyes stared intently at Luo Chen, as if looking at a heretic who defied all scientific logic.

"There are no fluctuations in imaginary energy, no resonance with destiny, and it doesn't even conform to the most basic formula for the flow of ether..."

The doll-like girl circled Luo Chen twice, her brows furrowed tightly, and she kept muttering a bunch of academic terms that ordinary people couldn't understand at all:

"The physical constants were altered? No, space itself was forcibly collapsed. You bastard..."

She stopped in front of Luo Chen, tilted her head back, and asked in a tone that was both extremely displeased and filled with a fanatical desire to investigate:

"What exactly are you? Are you Nanuk's messenger? Or are you some kind of nascent star god, secretly evolving at the edge of the universe?"

"I'm Black Tower, seat number 83 of the Genius Club. Hey, interested in taking a stroll through my 'simulated universe'? I'd love to slice you up and study you!"

"Ms. Black Tower, please watch your words."

Himeko walked over. Although she was equally in awe of Luo Chen's background, as the navigator, she had to protect the benefactor who had just saved the space station.

"Slice analysis?"

Luo Chen lowered his head and looked at the puppet that only reached his waist. Instead of being angry, he revealed a playful chuckle.

He reached out and unceremoniously tapped the exquisite doll's head.

Boom!

"Ouch! Why did you hit me! This is my very expensive custom-made doll!"

Black Tower protested, covering his head.

"I've been very polite to a shut-in who only dares to send dolls to meet guests."

Luo Chen withdrew his hand, put one hand in his pocket, and looked down at her condescendingly:

"As for your so-called 'simulated universe'... I advise you to give up on that idea."

"My spirit origin quality and cosmology are beyond the capacity of your few crappy servers. If I were to actually go inside and take a look, your servers would burn out completely within three seconds due to data overload. Don't come after me for compensation then."

"Huh? Are you underestimating the creation of a genius?!"

Black Tower glared at him defiantly.

"Don't believe me? Then you can try it."

Luo Chen leaned down slightly, and the [Simulated Star Chart - Star Truth] within his body only leaked out one ten-millionth of its pheromones.

Sizzle sizzle—!!!

The optical sensor in the Black Tower doll's eye instantly emitted a blinding burst of sparks, its entire body stiffening as if electrocuted, and the system emitted a piercing alarm:

"Warning... Data overflow... Library crash... Unable to resolve... Unable to..."

"Thump."

The arrogant member of the genius club froze in front of Luo Chen, collapsing straight to the ground, his limbs still twitching unconsciously.

"...Those who don't heed the advice of their elders will suffer the consequences."

Luo Chen shook his head helplessly, then turned to look at Himeko and Welt, who were completely dumbfounded:

"Alright, all irrelevant personnel have logged off. Ms. Himeko, can we collect the train tickets now?"

"Of course."

Himeko snapped out of her daze, glanced at the smoking black tower doll on the ground, and her lips twitched slightly, but she quickly regained her navigator's elegance:

"The Starry Sky Train welcomes you anytime. Mr. Luo Chen."

"Our leader is awesome!"

Xing peeked out from behind Luo Chen, her eyes sparkling like a stray cat that had found a long-term meal ticket, and very skillfully hugged Luo Chen's arm:

"So we're nameless passengers now, right? Does the train provide meals? Are there soft, comfortable beds?"

"Don't worry, Xing. The treatment on the train is top-notch in the entire universe."

March 7th finally recovered from that devastating punch. She ran to Xing's side and, as if they were old friends, took her hand.

"My name is March 7th! From now on, we're comrades! Come on, let me show you the train!"

……

The Starry Sky Train, observation carriage.

Inside the classic and luxurious carriage, a soft red carpet was laid out, and soothing jazz music was playing from a gramophone. Outside the window stretched a vast and boundless sea of ​​stars, a stark contrast to the space station filled with smoke and death that had just been there.

"Welcome aboard the Starry Sky Train! I'm your conductor, Pam!"

A peculiar creature with long rabbit ears and dressed in a train conductor's uniform was toddling up to Luo Chen, trying to puff out its furry chest and project the authority of a superior.

"Now that you're on the train, you must follow the rules! No littering, no vandalism, and..."

Pam hadn't finished speaking.

Luo Chen squatted down, grabbed its two soft rabbit ears with both hands, and then gave its fluffy head a good rub.

"Hmm...it feels nice. A bit softer than my fox at home, which always gets all puffed up."

Luo Chen commented in a very serious tone.

"Hey! Let go! Pam is the train conductor, not a pet!"

Pam frantically thrashed about in mid-air, but her strength was negligible in Luo Chen's hands. In the end, she could only leering and making "woof woof" protests through her eyes.

"Boss, let me touch it too!"

Xing immediately came over and unceremoniously pinched the fluffy tail twice, looking quite satisfied.

Wow, it's so soft! It's an absolute stress reliever!

"You two... don't bully the train conductor!"

Dan Heng stood aside, watching this scene that could only be described as "bullying," and sighed helplessly, but his tense nerves inexplicably relaxed a lot.

That man, though overwhelmingly powerful, didn't seem to possess any antisocial tendencies or a desire to destroy the world. On the contrary, his capricious and wicked personality surprisingly made him seem approachable?

"Come on, let's celebrate the arrival of our new friend. I've brewed the coffee myself."

Himeko walked over carrying an exquisite tray with several glasses of liquid emitting eerie black smoke.

Upon hearing this, March 7, who had been secretly laughing to himself, turned deathly pale. Dan Heng, in a conditioned reflex, took three steps back, his eyes revealing a fear even deeper than when facing the Doomsday Beast.

"Ahem... I... I still need to go to the think tank to organize data, please excuse me."

Dan Heng threw down a sentence and fled into the corridor as if escaping.

"I...I'll go help Danheng!"

March 7th followed closely behind, running even faster than a rabbit.

"Oh dear, these kids, they just never know how to appreciate things."

Himeko shook her head helplessly and handed a cup of dark, still bubbling coffee to Luo Chen and Xing:

"Mr. Luo Chen, Xing, please enjoy."

Xing blinked. As a newly awakened Galaxy Baseball Player, her sense of danger was clearly not sharp enough. She picked up her cup, about to drink, but Luo Chen pressed her hand down.

"It's better for kids to drink fruit juice."

Luo Chen casually pulled out a bottle of milk from his system space and handed it to Xing, then picked up the legendary "Himeko Special" for himself.

Having spent so much time in the kitchen, Luo Chen naturally knew what this strangely colored liquid meant. But he was a man with a [100% Crimson Dragon Body]. He could even use Tiamat's black mud as bathwater; could a mere cup of coffee possibly kill a dragon?

Luo Chen, without changing his expression, drank the cup of poison... no, coffee in one gulp.

"..."

Himeko's eyes widened slightly as she looked at him with some surprise.

Walter Young, sitting on the sofa not far away, dropped the newspaper he was holding in shock onto his lap. He had tasted that stuff himself; the flavor was like a biological weapon made by simmering imaginary energy and wasabi together for three days and three nights! This man actually downed it in one gulp?!

"How does it taste?"

Himeko asked expectantly.

"Very unique."

Luo Chen put down his cup, and the Crimson Dragon Furnace Core within his body instantly incinerated the strange substances that had tried to erode his taste buds. He even smacked his lips, offering an extremely objective assessment:

"The burnt and bitter taste was too strong; the beans were roasted for too long. However, it seems like some kind of special spice was added, giving it a very rich flavor. If you could lower the extraction temperature by three degrees next time, the taste would be much better."

Himeko was stunned.

This is the first time someone has been able to drink her coffee without batting an eye and then offer such professional suggestions for improvement!

"You...you actually think it tastes good?"

Walter adjusted his glasses, feeling his worldview of the past few decades being shattered. What kind of monster was this?! Maxed-out physical defense was one thing, but its bio-defense was also EX-level?!

"It's alright, I guess."

Luo Chen shrugged, found a comfortable position on the sofa, and looked at Walter:

"Alright, that's enough of the pleasantries, Uncle Yang."

Luo Chen's familiar address made Walter's heart skip a beat again.

"The space station problem is solved, but where's the train going next? I bought a long-term ticket."

Walter took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and regained the composure befitting an elder. He looked out the window at the deep starry sky, where a white planet covered in endless ice and snow appeared on the projection screen.

"Our original destination wasn't here, but our orbits were blocked by some force. The source is this planet."

"Yarilo-VI."

Walter's voice became somewhat serious:

"A desolate star, frozen in ice and snow for hundreds of years. Observations indicate the presence of a 'star core' reaction. That is the cancer of all realms, and the culprit behind the collapse of this planet's ecosystem."

"We must land, find the star's core, and seal it away. Only then can the train continue its journey."

"An icy planet?"

In Luo Chen's mind, an image of a Nordic queen eating Häagen-Dazs in a fairy palace instantly appeared.

"It sounds like a great place to escape the summer heat."

Luo Chen stood up, his crimson-gold vertical pupils flashing with a sharp, eager light:

"Then let's set off."

"Go and send that tiny bit of... 'warmth' to that frozen planet."

……

Several hours later. Yalilo-VI, the crash site on the snowfield.

A fierce wind howled, and the goose-feather-like snow seemed poised to bury everything in the world. The temperature here was unbearably low; even breathing felt like having ice shards stuffed into your lungs.

Achoo! So cold! So cold! So cold!

As soon as I stepped off the train on March 7th, I was shivering from the cold and quickly wrapped my thick coat around myself.

Dan Heng walked ahead, spear in hand, his expression wary as he surveyed the vast white snowfield around him.

Xing looked around curiously, seemingly searching for hidden trash cans in the snow.

Luo Chen, walking at the very back, was still only wearing that thin black trench coat. The wind whipped up ice and snow, which lashed against his body, but just half an inch away from his skin, it was instantly evaporated into a wisp of white mist by an invisible warm current.

The heat passively emitted by his [Crimson Dragon Body] made him feel like a portable heater.

Wow! Boss! You're so warm!

Xing keenly sensed the heat source and unceremoniously moved closer, clinging tightly to Luo Chen's arm like a large pendant, letting out a comfortable sigh:

"He's practically a walking, talking radiator! Food, lodging, and even warmth included—I've really chosen the right company!"

"You little rascal, you're quite good at taking advantage of situations."

Luo Chen smiled helplessly, letting the gray raccoon cling to him. He released a slight amount of magic power from his body, casually bringing March 7th and Dan Heng, who were walking ahead, into the range of the insulating barrier.

"Phew... I'm alive! Thank you, uncle!"

March 7th turned back gratefully.

"Don't call me 'uncle'."

Luo Chen tapped her head.

Just as the four were preparing to head towards the faintly visible outline of the city in the distance.

"Help! Help! Don't eat me!"

A series of extremely shrill screams, with a certain comical tone, suddenly came from behind the snow-covered hill in front.

Something's up!

Dan Heng immediately gripped the spear tightly.

The group climbed over the snow hill. There, in a depression below, a man with short blue hair and wearing an extremely flamboyant purple-blue coat was scrambling and crawling through the snow.

Behind him, seven or eight monsters—the Rift Creatures [Eternal Winter Disaster Shadows]—comprising bodies made of ice-blue crystals and radiating violent imaginary energy, were relentlessly pursuing him, brandishing their sharp claws.

"Help! I'm just an ordinary traveling merchant! The meat tastes awful! Oh my god!"

The blue-haired man ran while looking back, then stumbled and fell flat on his face, about to be torn to shreds by the ice and snow monsters.

Sambo Koski. The most famous old hand in Arillo-VI, a mysterious and fast-moving "funny guy".

"He's a civilian who was attacked! We must save him!"

Overwhelmed with a sense of justice, March 7th immediately drew back the Arctic Longbow, ready to fire.

"No need for that."

Luo Chen's voice rang out softly.

He didn't even move forward; he simply stood atop the snow-covered hill, looking down at the menacing, monstrous monsters of the Rift below. After experiencing Tiamat's hundreds of millions of Rahmu troops, these lowly soldiers were nothing more than ants in Luo Chen's eyes.

Luo Chen slowly raised his right hand. He didn't need to unleash his Noble Phantasm, nor did he need to use the [Truth of the Stars]. He simply condensed a wisp of pure [Crimson Dragon Fire] at his fingertips, and then gently flicked it towards the group of ice and snow monsters below.

"—It was burned."

hum!

A tiny, dark red spark drifted down in the wind and snow.

However, at the very moment that spark touched the first [Eternal Winter Disaster Shadow].

Boom! ...

That wasn't Mars at all; it was the core of a star compressed to its extreme! The blazing crimson flames instantly exploded in the depression with the force of a wildfire!

Those Rift monsters that were originally immune to extreme cold and as hard as iron were instantly vaporized by the terrifying high temperature the moment they touched this flame, without even the melting process being skipped!

The sea of ​​fire raged, instantly evaporating the snow within a hundred meters into a thick white mist. On this desolate planet, frozen for hundreds of years, a small sun suddenly rose.

"Holy crap..."

Sambo, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, waiting to die, felt a wave of scorching heat sweep over his head. He cautiously opened his eyes. The monster in front of him was gone. In its place was a patch of scorched red earth, burned to a glassy state, still sizzling with blue smoke.

He stiffly turned his head to look up at the snow-covered hill. The man in the black trench coat, with eyes as cold as an abyss, was looking down at him with the gaze one would give an ant.

As a believer in "pleasure" who had spent years walking a tightrope, Sambo's intuition was extremely sharp. In that instant, his brain was screaming: This is unacceptable! Absolutely unacceptable! Where the hell did this Star Destroyer come from?!

"Oh dear! Thank you so much, hero, for saving my life!"

Sangbo was an extremely pragmatic man. He immediately put on an extremely obsequious smile, scrambled up the snow mound, and without hesitation slid to his knees at Luo Chen's feet, clasped his hands together, and said in a loud voice:

"My name is Sambo Kosky! I'm the most honest and reliable guide and businessman on this snowfield!"

"Great heroes! You must be from outer space! Please allow me to guide you! Wherever you wish to go, just say the word, and I will gladly die for you!"

Looking at the blue-haired man whose expression changed faster than flipping through a book, March 7th and Danheng exchanged bewildered glances.

Xing peeked out from behind Luo Chen, curling her lip in disdain:

"Boss, this guy looks really greasy, like a con artist."

"A fraudster?"

Luo Chen looked at Sambo kneeling at his feet, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. He knew who this guy was, of course. The Masked Fool of the Tavern, a follower of Aha, the Star God of Pleasure.

"Lead the way."

Luo Chen didn't expose him, but simply uttered a few words:

"Take us to that city called 'Belloberg'."

"If you dare to play any tricks..."

Luo Chen's leather shoes lightly touched the ice beneath his feet.

Click!

A bottomless crack instantly spread out from his toes, splitting the entire snow mountain in front of him in two!

"...I'll stuff you into that fire and turn you into a roasted popsicle."

"Yes!! Absolutely not!! This way, sir!!"

Sambo shuddered in fright, cold sweat pouring down his forehead like a waterfall.

He was now 100% certain that he hadn't checked the almanac before going out today and had somehow provoked a living god of death.