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

The skies of Onphalus are currently undergoing a bizarre transformation.

With the fall of Hermes, the three enormous suns that had hung in the sky, radiating a constant white light, seemed to have been dripped with some kind of deadly poison.

It quickly turned a deep crimson color starting from the edges.

The city lights became oppressive and frantic.

The crystallized humans and aliens lining the streets reflected a chilling, blood-red aura under the eerie red light.

"The concentration of magic in the air is increasing exponentially."

Morgan le Fay raised his magic umbrella, and the fairy runes on its surface spontaneously glowed with a ghostly blue light, shutting out the frenzied magic that was trying to invade his body.

She furrowed her beautiful brows slightly and looked towards the Pantheon in the distance.

"These red lights are imbued with extremely strong psychological suggestions: 'anger,' 'killing,' and 'absolute obedience.'"

"That god-king seems to have pressed the highest alarm for some kind of city-wide defense, intending to use this divine power to directly crush our reason."

"No wonder the residents here all turn into those soulless crystalline specimens."

Artoria gripped the invisible sword in her hand, her emerald eyes filled with coldness.

"They maintain their rule through this brutal mind control, and any thought of resistance is forcibly suppressed."

"This place doesn't deserve to be called an 'eternal paradise' at all; it's just a giant slaughterhouse of the mind!"

"It hurts so much..."

March 7th, walking at the back of the group, clutched his chest, a hint of pain flashing in his pinkish-blue eyes.

As one of the less resistant members of the Star Train, she could clearly feel the red light trying to penetrate her mind and stir up those irritating negative emotions.

Dan Heng immediately stepped forward, slamming his Cloud-Striking Spear heavily on the ground.

A ring of blue water ripples spread out, barely blocking some of the mental radiation for March 7th.

"Take a deep breath, March. Don't look directly at the sun."

Just then, a warm, large hand gently patted March 7th's shoulder.

"Don't be so nervous."

Luo Chen took half a step back from the front.

He didn't even deliberately set up any barrier; he simply slightly adjusted the operating frequency of the [Third Star Particle Body] within his body.

hum-

An invisible yet mountain-like, stable gravitational field quietly unfolded around him.

The crimson divine light that attempted to erode the spirits of the crowd was like photons thrown into a black hole the moment it entered this force field. It was devoured and crushed with extreme tyranny, and could no longer cause any disturbance.

On March 7th, I suddenly felt a lightness all over my body, and the feeling of chest tightness and shortness of breath disappeared without a trace.

"Phew... I'm alive again! Uncle Luo Chen, you're practically an all-powerful human air purifier!"

"Stop being silly. Stick close to me."

Luo Chen withdrew his hand, but his gaze fell on Liu Ying beside him.

The silver-haired girl's face was somewhat pale.

She didn't show obvious pain like March 7th, but Luo Chen could feel that her hands, hanging at her sides, were clenched tightly.

A faint, eerie green flame pattern appeared on the back of his hand.

That was a prelude to her attempt to summon the "Sam" mech.

This instinctive reaction to danger made the Star Core Hunter subconsciously want to enter combat mode to protect himself.

Luo Chen didn't say anything, but simply reached out and grasped her clenched fist, which had turned white.

"Why?"

Liu Ying's body trembled slightly, and the flame patterns on the back of her hand faded away as quickly as a startled deer the moment they came into contact with the warmth of Luo Chen's palm.

"Have you already forgotten what I just said?"

Luo Chen lowered his head, his crimson-gold vertical pupils looking into her somewhat flustered eyes, his tone revealing an undeniable domineering air.

"Here, you no longer need to become that cold, metallic shell."

"As long as I'm here, even if the sun really falls from the sky, it won't be your turn to withstand it."

"Mr. Luo Chen..."

Liu Ying's cheeks instantly flushed crimson.

She lowered her head, not daring to look directly into those eyes that seemed to suck people in.

But the hand that was being held did not pull back; instead, it obediently loosened its grip, allowing Luo Chen to lead it.

That feeling of security, like being suddenly and firmly grasped by a pair of absolutely strong hands after drifting in the abyss of despair for too long.

This finally put her mind at ease, which had been hanging in suspense.

"Tsk."

Scáthach, walking ahead, let out a soft click without turning her head.

The demonic spear in his hand twirled in mid-air with an extremely sharp flourish, directly snapping a ten-meter-tall bronze statue in half.

"Master, let's save our sweet talk for tonight. The 'welcoming dog' up ahead is itching to bite us."

With the collapse of that bronze statue.

The hundred-meter-wide white jade staircase leading to the Pantheon was finally fully revealed to everyone.

However, the steps were now densely packed with people.

No, that can no longer be called a "person".

They were clad in heavy, dark red armor and wielded all sorts of brutal weapons.

The area around its eyes burned with a scarlet flame identical to the three suns in the sky.

Those were a legion of berserkers forcibly brainwashed by the power of the "God of War," stripped of their sense of pain and fear—

[Spartan Suicide Squad].

The number was in the tens of thousands.

And at the very top of this army of ten thousand, in front of the gates of the Pantheon.

A giant man, nearly three meters tall, with muscles as bulging as granite, sat on a throne forged from countless swords.

He was shirtless, his body covered with all sorts of hideous scars.

Every scar flows with scalding divine blood, as hot as magma.

He was carrying a jagged greatsword as big as a door panel.

Just sitting there, the nauseating, purely destructive stench of blood was overwhelming.

One of the chief gods of Onphalus.

Ares, the mad god who rules over war and slaughter.

"That piece of trash Hermes couldn't even buy time; he was slaughtered by you bunch of insects who don't even have godhood."

Ares slowly stood up.

With every movement he made, his bones emitted a thunderous cracking sound.

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Luo Chen, who was walking at the front, and a cruel, maniacal laugh spread across his lips.

"However, I also owe a debt to you all. If His Majesty the God-King hadn't been enraged and released my 'Slaughter Seal,' I don't know how much longer I would have been stuck in this utterly boring perfect world!"

"Outsiders! Thank me! I will crush your bones inch by inch in the most cruel and painful way to repay you for the... ultimate pleasure you have given me!!!"

"Roarooooo—!!!"

Accompanied by the god of war's roar, tens of thousands of Spartan warriors simultaneously raised their weapons and unleashed a deafening battle cry.

The condensed killing intent even caused visible distortions and ripples in the surrounding space.

"Wow... this is even more exaggerated than the antimatter legion."

Xing, carrying a baseball bat, couldn't help but whistle, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

"Boss, with so many people, will there be a lot of loot dropping?"

"Is nothing else on your mind besides falling objects?"

Mordred shoved Star aside and excitedly licked her lips.

The King's Sword, Radiant and Dazzling, was already crackling with violent crimson lightning.

"Ten thousand fearless sandbags? That's awesome! Dad, these small fry are mine and Bai Longnu's responsibility! Don't any of you try to take them from me!"

"Whatever you want. Just don't dirty the road."

Luo Chen released Liu Ying's hand and put his hands back into his trench coat pockets.

He didn't even glance at the Spartan warriors rushing down the mountain, but instead fixed his gaze directly on Ares on the high platform.

"kill!!!"

The legion of assassins poured down the white jade steps like a dark red mudslide!

"—Smash it!!"

Mordred and Melusin rushed out almost simultaneously.

Crimson lightning and aurora exploded instantly on the white jade steps.

The first few hundred assassins didn't even have time to scream before they were vaporized.

However, the crimson flames on the bodies of the assassins did not dissipate the moment they were killed.

Instead, they quickly gathered around their companions behind them.

The remaining assassins grew in size, their speed and strength increased exponentially, and they continued to charge forward fearlessly!

"Hmm? These guys' magic is devouring and evolving each other?"

Artoria frowned, immediately noticing something amiss.

"As long as they cannot be completely wiped out at once, the remaining individuals will absorb the divine power of the dead and become stronger and stronger."

"A typical 'war' power. Power is built up through bloodshed and death, ultimately cultivating the strongest Gu King."

Morgan le Fay, elegantly holding his umbrella, watched the increasingly troublesome assassins and let out a cold laugh.

"These crude and barbaric gods can only come up with such aesthetically unappealing attrition tactics."

"In that case, let me teach him what 'drawing the firewood from under the cauldron' means."

The Fairy Queen slowly raised her left hand, which was not holding an umbrella, and gently traced a line in the air with her slender fingertips.

"—Fairy Domain: Mana Deprivation!"

hum-

A deep, dark blue halo instantly spread across the entire staircase.

Those assassins who were absorbing the divine power of their companions and whose bodies were constantly expanding, had their scarlet flames go out the moment they came into contact with the blue light, just like light bulbs whose power was cut off!

"What?!"

Ares's expression changed on the high platform.

He discovered that the divine connection he had given to these assassins had been forcibly severed by an unreasonable high-dimensional magic!

"Well done, Mom!"

Upon seeing this, Mordred burst into laughter, no longer holding back.

"—Rebel against my handsome father (Clarent Blood Arthur)!!!"

A full-power anti-military laser cannon swept out.

Without the replenishment of divine power, the legion of assassins fell in large numbers like wheat being harvested under this sword strike.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

When Ares saw his army being slaughtered so easily, his tyranny completely overwhelmed his reason.

He kicked away a white jade pillar in front of him, and his whole body transformed into a meteorite burning with blood-red flames, leaping directly off the high platform.

It slammed down hard on Mordred and Melusin, who were unleashing a barrage of attacks below!

"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll personally crush your skulls!"

"—Wrath of the God of War: Crimson Stomp!"

Faced with the terrifying kinetic energy of the fall, enough to flatten a mountain peak in an instant, Xiao Mo and Mei Luxin were not afraid, but if they really tried to withstand it, they would inevitably suffer some minor injuries.

However, just as Ares was about to crash down...

"—It's too much of an eyesore."

A chilling voice suddenly rang in Ares's ears.

Ares's bloodshot pupils suddenly contracted.

He had no idea how the other person moved.

The man in black who was originally standing at the bottom of the steps suddenly appeared directly in front of him, the rapidly falling "meteorite," as if by magic, defying all physical inertia!

Luo Chen hovered in mid-air, his hands still in his trench coat pockets.

Faced with Ares's massive sword, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, he simply raised his right leg with utter nonchalance.

Then, facing Ares' chest, from top to bottom—

A powerful downward chop.

【Simulated Star Chart Creation: The Truth of the Stars】—【Mass Stacking】!

"Get the hell out of here!"

Thump—! ! ! ! !

It was a dull, explosive sound that defied any onomatopoeia.

Under the horrified gazes of Danheng, Walter, and the others.

The Olympian mad god, who was known as the embodiment of war and slaughter, touched the sole of Luo Chen's shoe the moment he did so.

The crimson divine power shield around him, powerful enough to withstand even city-defending treasures, shattered like a fragile glass dome, turning into countless points of light!

Luo Chen's kick not only contained the terrifying physical power of the [Crimson Dragon Body], but also...

Furthermore, it possesses an absolute mass of [two-digit mass], enough to crush an asteroid!

"Puwah—!!!"

Ares coughed up a mouthful of golden divine blood, and the indestructible divine armor on his chest instantly dented and shattered!

His massive body, moving at ten times the speed it had come from, completely changed its trajectory and was slammed back to the ground!

Rumble rumble rumble—!!!

The entire white jade staircase, along with the large plaza below, collapsed completely the moment Ares hit the ground!

Huge, spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly in all directions.

The terrifying shockwave pulverized the remaining Spartan warriors into dust.

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, obscuring the red sunlight.

"hiss……"

March 7th gasped, nearly dropping the bow in his hand.

"Even though I've seen it many times... every time I watch Uncle Luo Chen's unreasonable violence, I feel like my worldview is being rubbed into the ground..."

"This is the real battle of the gods."

Walter pushed up his glasses and looked at the black-clad man in mid-air whose clothes hadn't even been ruffled, secretly feeling fortunate.

Fortunately, the man was standing on the train crew's side.

If he were a Star Core Hunter or a member of the Antimatter Legion, this universe would probably be finished long ago.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

A giant pit, tens of meters deep, appeared before everyone's eyes.

At the bottom of the pit, Ares lay there covered in blood.

His giant sword, the size of a door, had broken in two.

The bones in his chest were almost completely shattered, and with each breath, large amounts of bloody fragments of internal organs were expelled.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Ares struggled to open his only remaining eye, staring intently at Luo Chen, who was slowly descending to the edge of the pit.

fear.

This god who governs slaughter experienced the emotion called "fear" for the first time in the long course of history.

That man did not use any power, nor did he unleash any divinity.

He destroyed his own divine core with just a kick using only the power of his "physical body"?!

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

Ares's voice was so faint, like a leaky bellows.

"His Majesty the God-King... will absolutely not let you go..."

"The God-King? That guy hiding inside like a coward?"

Luo Chen sneered and slowly walked up to Ares.

He raised his right foot and stepped directly on the face that this war god was so proud of.

"Click."

The sound of facial bones shattering is chilling.

"Go back and tell your God-King."

Luo Chen looked down at him from his superior position, his crimson-gold vertical pupils showing no pity, only absolute domineering and arrogance.

"I've already knocked on his door."

"If he doesn't come out to greet me, I wouldn't mind going in myself and crushing his dilapidated temple and his ridiculous 'eternity' to dust."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Chen slightly increased the pressure on his feet.

boom!

Ares's head, along with his shattered divine core, was crushed to pieces under Luo Chen's feet, like a ripe watermelon.

Golden photons shot into the sky, announcing the complete fall of this god of war.

Luo Chen withdrew his foot, not even glancing at the wreckage at the bottom of the pit.

He turned around and looked at the tightly closed Pantheon gate at the end of the stairs, which emitted a blinding light.

"Warm-up complete."

"Let's go, everyone. Let's go see that so-called 'Ruler of the Universe'."