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

Pinocone, building dreams deep within the borders.

As [What Faces Death] was brutally sliced ​​into a pile of spiritual fragments, this originally oppressive and despairing inner dream suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Without the magical support of the core monster, the surrounding twisted floating rocks and gray building ruins began to peel away as if weathered.

"Phew...it's finally over."

March 7th patted his chest and put away the Extreme Ice Longbow.

Although she was just a spectator throughout, the mental pressure brought about by the collision of high-dimensional concepts still left the girl feeling exhausted.

"When that monster pounced on me, I really thought I had to start a new game. Uncle Luo Chen, is this how your family always fights... this unsportsmanlike?"

"That's called suppressive fire, little girl."

Mordred planted the greatsword into the floor tile, leaned against the hilt, and pursed his lips.

"Why fight one-on-one when a group fight can solve everything? That's nonsense only a brain-dead knight would spout."

"Lord Mordred, watch your words."

Although Artoria was criticizing, her skillful retraction of the sword into the Wind King's barrier clearly indicated that she also approved of this efficient method of clearing the field.

Luo Chen ignored the bickering of this group of lively characters.

He turned around and looked at Liuying, who was still sitting on the ground with a blank expression.

The girl, who should have been pierced by "death" and dissolved into water tonight, is still alive and well.

Her clear eyes reflected Luo Chen's tall figure.

The fingertips, which were originally cold due to entropy loss, are now receiving a steady stream of powerful yet warm heat.

That was in the alley, where Luo Chen injected a wisp of [Third Star Particle Body] energy into her body.

This energy, like a miniature sun, tightly locked up her broken genetic chain.

"What? Are you stunned, or haven't you seen enough?"

Luo Chen walked up to her and extended his right hand very naturally.

"Ah...no, I..."

As if waking from a dream, Liu Ying's cheeks instantly flushed red.

She frantically reached out and grabbed Luo Chen's hands, using them to help her stand up.

"Mr. Luo Chen... I don't know how to thank you enough. You not only saved my life, but also..."

She felt a miraculous fullness within her body, her voice trembling slightly.

"It also suppressed my illness."

"No need for thanks. I do things entirely based on my mood; if I like you, I'll just take advantage of you."

Luo Chen released his grip, his gaze sweeping over Liu Ying's seemingly delicate shoulders, a meaningful smile curving his lips.

"However, if you really want to say thank you... remember to let me see you next time you transform into that 'iron lump'."

"I'm quite curious about just how high a temperature the Grammer Cavalry's ultimate weapon can generate."

"!!!"

Liu Ying's body stiffened abruptly, and her eyes widened instantly.

He knew it all along! He knew he was the Star Core Hunter "Sam"!

"Boss, what are you talking about, that lump of iron?"

Xing curiously leaned closer, her gray ahoge (cowlick) bobbing slightly.

"How could such a cute girl like Liuying get involved with that kind of hard, rigid mecha?"

"It's nothing, just an adult's secret."

Luo Chen reached out and pressed Xing's head down, pushing her aside, then looked at Liu Ying.

"Don't worry, I have no interest in revealing other people's secrets. Since you're now 'Firefly,' then play your role well and enjoy this beautiful dream."

Looking into Luo Chen's crimson-gold vertical pupils, which seemed to be able to see through all the truths of the universe, Liu Ying completely let down her guard.

She bit her lower lip and suddenly nodded heavily.

A radiant smile bloomed on his lips.

"Yes! Thank you, Luo Chen."

This time, she did not add the honorific "sir".

In her career as a Star Core Hunter, she experienced for the first time the capriciousness of being "favored".

"Tsk, the same old drama again."

Morgan le Fay walked over, holding a black umbrella, his ruby-like eyes coldly sweeping over Liu Ying.

"Arthur, if you don't change your habit of picking up stray cats everywhere, the Fairy Palace won't have enough rooms."

"While I wouldn't mind having a few more maids to serve tea and water, I'll be very strict with this little wildcat who reeks of the Star Core Hunter."

"Morgan, don't be so strict."

Meilushin flew up and sat on Luo Chen's shoulder, swinging her little legs and looking at Liu Ying with a grin.

"If she can't beat me, she'll just have to be my little sister in line."

"Alright, enough of this small talk."

Luo Chen interrupted the escalating chaos.

He raised his head and looked at the gradually collapsing inner dreamscape.

The surrounding space was like peeling paint, revealing the chaotic code beneath, composed of pure memory matter.

Because [What Faces Death] has been completely erased, this special area that depended on it is being forcibly reclaimed by the Pinocone main server.

"The environment here is terrible."

Luo Chen put his hands into the pockets of his trench coat.

"Now that the main body has been destroyed, it's time for us to return to the 'golden hour' mentioned above."

"But boss, there doesn't seem to be a way back from here?"

The star looked around.

"This dream maze is so intricate, are we supposed to go back the way we came to find some connection point?"

"Finding directions? That's too much trouble."

Luo Chen's lips curled into a wild, arrogant smile.

He lifted his right foot and, on this empty, dreamlike land, paused very casually.

【Simulated Star Chart Creation - Star Truth - Dimensional Penetration】!

boom--------!!!!

There is absolutely no casting animation.

The moment Luo Chen landed, a terrifying mass that surpassed the consciousness of the entire planet erupted directly from him!

The dream dome above, the "absolute barrier" woven by countless family dream architects over several amber ages, is like a fragile piece of glass struck head-on by a battering ram.

In an instant, a terrifying crack tens of thousands of meters long was created!

"Open it for me."

As Luo Chen spoke in a low voice, the crack was forcibly torn open to both sides by an invisible force.

It revealed the brightly lit, bustling, and vibrant "golden hour" outside!

"Taking shortcuts is the fastest way."

Luo Chen ignored the horrified expressions of the three train crew members behind him, who looked as if their jaws had been dislocated.

With his Round Table Team, he strolled leisurely through the void, walking directly out of the rift that had been torn open.

Pinocchio, Morning Dew Mansion.

"Clatter."

On Sunday, the head of the Oak family, had his expensive fountain pen broken in two.

Ink splattered on the clean tabletop, resembling a pool of glaring blood.

"Master! Something terrible has happened!!!"

A senior family dream architect stumbled into the office and scrambled to his knees in front of the desk.

His voice cracked completely from extreme fear.

"The fundamental framework of the Twelve Dream Hours... has been breached!!!"

On Sunday, he suddenly stood up, and the halo above his head flashed intensely.

That face, which always maintained a perfect mask, was now so gloomy it seemed as if it could drip water.

"What did you say? The infrastructure was breached? Did the Void Envoy intervene?!"

"No, not the Star Core Hunter, nor that Sea Patrol Ranger!"

The dream architect pulled up a blurry surveillance video that had just been captured.

In the scene, the dream calamity [What Faces Death], which was secretly raised by the family's higher-ups, was actually cut into pieces by three beams of light that hadn't even released their true names!

Immediately afterwards, a foot shattered the physical barrier of the dream!

"It's those abnormal data entities that just forcibly logged in!"

The dream architect clutched his head in despair.

"They...they not only completely obliterated the conceptual entity of 'death,' but they even forcibly created a physical portal on the server!"

"That power is simply beyond what memory can withstand. If they come again, Pinocchio's entire dream will collapse completely!"

On Sunday, he stared intently at the back of the man in the black trench coat on the screen.

His fingernails dug deep into his palms, and his golden eyes flashed with extreme anger and...fear.

"Is this... a 'variable' that transcends the norms of the Star Gods...?"

On Sunday, I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down.

He knew that the man was taunting him.

It was a forced demolition notice that was slapped directly in the face of "order".

"We can't let them continue their reckless behavior."

Close your eyes on Sunday.

"Pass on my order. Mobilize all hound families, but do not attack them. Go and 'invite' them."

"Since they've announced their existence in this way, I'll personally go and meet this... overlord of another world."

Pinocene, [The Golden Hour].

When Luo Chen and his companions swaggered out of the crack in the sky, the tourists and dream residents of the entire commercial street were dumbfounded.

No one has ever seen anyone tear open the sky like paper and walk out.

Wow, that was so exciting!

Xing followed behind, patting his chest.

"Boss, could you please let me know before opening the door next time? I almost thought we were going to fall into the Sea of ​​Imaginary Numbers."

"If you can't even handle this much shock, how will you follow me to sweep through the alien gods in the future?"

Luo Chen smiled and led everyone to land in the spacious open-air plaza.

Before I could even get my footing, an annoying laugh, reeking of capitalist greed, came from a bench not far away.

"Brilliant, truly a spectacular performance. Shattering the barrier of the dream with brute force—such a wild style is extremely rare, even within the company."

Sand Gold, dressed in a flashy peacock blue suit, was leaning against a lamppost, toying with a gold chip in his hand.

He was not accompanied by any bodyguards.

But in those beautiful eyes, there gleamed a light almost like a gambler's fanaticism.

"It's you again, you peacock."

Scáthach frowned slightly, and the magic spear in her hand emitted an unpleasant hum.

"The Master already spared you once in the hotel lobby. What, do you want to be nailed to death here?"

"Oh dear, don't be so hostile, beautiful lady."

Sand Gold raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, his smile undiminished.

He looked directly at Luo Chen and bowed slightly.

"Mr. Luo Chen, right? I admit, I misjudged you in the lobby before. You're not just a chip to be placed on the gambling table, but... the dealer who has the power to overturn the entire table."

Sand Gold took two steps closer and lowered his voice.

"Since you've also seen through the corruption beneath this hotel's glamorous exterior and have so bluntly tested the 'family's' bottom line, then I think we might be able to discuss a real deal."

"Regarding...the true [Star Core] hidden deep within Pinocene, and the legacy of that 'clockmaker'."

"trade?"

Luo Chen sneered.

He didn't even look directly at the gold dust; he simply pulled a hand out of his trench coat pocket and lightly flicked his nails.

"Gold Sand. One of the Stoneheart Ten of the Interstellar Peace Corporation. You think I don't know what your trump card is?"

"You deliberately provoked the family, deliberately came to me, and even risked putting yourself in a deadly situation. All you wanted was to use that shattered 'preservation' foundation within you to create a 'death' in the dream world that would alarm the company."

"You want to gamble your life on something big, right?"

The perfect smile on Sand Gold's face froze completely the moment he heard those words.

His pupils contracted sharply, and a layer of cold sweat instantly seeped from his forehead.

His insane and top-secret suicide plan was unknown even to people within the company.

How did this man... see right through me at a glance?!

"you……"

Sand Gold's breathing became rapid.

"So don't try to negotiate with me with your pitiful chips."

Luo Chen walked up to him.

The terrifying sense of oppression from the "three-digit miniature garden" pressed down on Sand Gold's shoulders as if it were a tangible weight.

It made it extremely difficult for him to even straighten his back.

"Your life is worthless in my eyes."

"What I want, I'll take myself. If the family dares to stand in my way, I'll wipe them out. If the company dares to interfere..."

Luo Chen's lips curled into a cruel smile.

"I wouldn't mind going to Pierpoint and teaching those executives what real 'bankruptcy' really means."

"Get lost. While I'm in a good mood right now."

Sand Gold gritted his teeth.

He could clearly sense that if he uttered even one more word, this man would truly kill him right there on the spot.

They didn't even give him a chance to carry out his "fake death plan".

"……I see."

Sand Gold abandoned all his frivolity and bowed deeply.

He turned and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

He dared not gamble on this man's scheme, nor could he afford to.

"Tch, just a gambler who only knows how to talk."

Mordred spat dismissively.

"However, Master."

Artoria keenly sensed something.

She gripped the holy sword, her emerald eyes fixed on a fountain at the edge of the square.

"There seems to be another 'observer' in the shadows over there. And their aura... is extremely dangerous."

Luo Chen followed her gaze.

In the shadow of the fountain, a tall woman wearing a purple-black kimono skirt and a long sword hanging at her waist stood quietly.

She had long, purplish-gray hair and pale skin.

There was no glimmer in those half-closed eyes, as if they had seen through all the separations and deaths in the world.

A self-proclaimed sea-patrolling knight-errant, commanding messengers to the underworld.

She did not hide her figure.

When Luo Chen looked over, she also raised her head.

Those empty eyes stared directly at Luo Chen.

In her view, everything in this world appears faded and gray.

That is the erosion of the fate of 【nothingness】.

Only the man in black standing before me.

Where he stood, nothingness was forcibly pushed aside.

He was like a giant star burning with purple-gold starlight.

The light was not swallowed up by her "nothingness"; instead, it pierced her already numb soul, causing her to feel waves of burning pain.

"Who... exactly are you?"

Huang Quan spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, dry from not speaking for a long time.

"I see neither 'end' nor 'meaning' in you."

"There is only one vast starry sky... a sky so vast it can swallow even 'nothingness'."

"The fact that you didn't pull out your knife means you still have some sense."

Luo Chen looked at the messenger who was burdened with a heavy curse, but did not show any hostility.

"Yellow Springs. Seekers lost in the [Void]."

"You didn't come here to fight me. Your blade is only meant for monsters corrupted by the 'Void.'"

Huang Quan's body trembled slightly.

Her fingers tightened unconsciously around the knife handle.

"You saw through my knife..."

"In that case, you should know that getting closer to me is equivalent to getting closer to 'nothingness' itself."

"nothingness?"

Luo Chen chuckled softly.

He took a single step, instantly shrinking the distance to an inch, and arrived before the Yellow Springs.

To Huang Quan's astonishment, he reached out his right hand and actually grabbed the hilt of the sword at her waist, a sword stained with countless curses!

Sizzle sizzle—!!!

A violent black and red void magic instantly erupted from the blade, attempting to devour the hand that dared to touch it.

The [Simulated Star Chart - Star Truth] within Luo Chen's body suddenly began to operate!

That absolute mass, which even the Star God had to give way to, directly suppressed the Void Curse!

Not only did it push back, but the intense heat of the crimson dragon in Luo Chen's palm even gave the cold hilt of the knife a feeling as if it were about to melt!

"Before me, there is no such thing as nothingness."

Luo Chen released his grip and looked at Huang Quan, whose eyes finally revealed a hint of shock.

His tone was domineering yet composed.

"Only the 'reality' that I allow to exist."

"If you get lost in this false dream, unable to find the direction to swing your knife..."

"Then follow me."

"I will show you what the true truth—the truth that cuts through everything—is."