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

Hattopia, outer airport plaza.

The terrifying gravity dissipated, and the billowing dust seemed to be paused, before vanishing with a wave of Luo Chen's hand.

"Jack," who wore a half-smiling mask, has been completely wiped out.

The Phantom Creatures, who were just moments before laughing wildly or weeping bitterly on both sides of the street, were now all kneeling on the ground, trembling like malfunctioning dolls.

They didn't even have the courage to look the man in black in the eye.

In this "Two-Phase Paradise," where the rules were set by the Star God Aha of Pleasure, no one has ever dared to so rudely overturn the chessboard.

But Luo Chen did it.

And it was done in a very understated way.

"Is this your hometown, Himeko?"

Luo Chen ignored the terrified natives.

He turned around, his crimson-gold vertical pupils looking at the navigator of the Starry Sky Train, his tone carrying a rare hint of calm.

"If it's a deformed playground forcibly stitched together by low-quality comedies and tragedies, I think it would be a better relief to just tear it down."

Himeko looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar land.

A deep sadness flashed in those wine-red eyes that always exuded elegance and intellect.

She slowly shook her head and gave a bitter smile.

"Mr. Luo Chen, what you see is just a 'corpse' that has been pieced together again."

"A corpse?"

March 7th was stunned.

"Yes."

Himeko took a deep breath and cast her gaze toward the bizarre and fantastical buildings deep within the city.

"The real Hattopia was completely destroyed by the antimatter legion of [Destruction] many years ago."

"In the final moments before the planet's destruction, a mysterious painter, through some incomprehensible miracle, 'painted' the entire dying world into a giant scroll."

"Later, the Interstellar Peace Corporation salvaged the painting and invested massive resources in its reconstruction."

"Therefore, Hattopia as it is now is actually a simulated world on a 'canvas' where 'phantom species' and the remaining humans coexist."

"To forcibly reduce the physical reality of a planet to a lower dimension and seal it within a conceptual canvas?"

Upon hearing this, Morgan le Fay finally showed a hint of interest in being a top witch.

She gently ran her fingertips through the air, feeling the etheric flow at the bottom of this space.

"No wonder the laws of physics here are so frivolous. Although it can't compare to my fairy domain, this method of turning 'records' into 'reality' has already faintly touched the edge of the third magic."

"That illustrator is a rare genius."

"A masterpiece of genius, in the end, became a playground for capital and celestial beings."

Artoria gripped the holy sword tightly, her emerald eyes filled with the displeasure of a queen.

"For the sake of a so-called paradise, a lost world is forcibly awakened, forcing these illusory creatures into an endless cycle of laughter and tears..."

"Such blasphemous acts against the dead are unforgivable."

Just as everyone was talking, a deep yet extremely oppressive engine roar came from the horizon.

A top-of-the-line shuttle from the Interstellar Peace Corporation, with a pearly white body and a highly streamlined and technologically advanced design, ignored airport control and hovered in mid-air less than thirty meters in front of Luo Chen and the others.

The hatch slid open silently.

A holographic staircase covered with a red carpet extends to the ground.

A tall, graceful figure, exuding an aura of ultimate luxury and superiority, descended the stairs.

She was a woman wearing an extremely form-fitting white haute couture gown.

Her long hair was styled in an updo, adorned with priceless pearl hair accessories.

His eyes were like the purest deep-sea pearls, revealing a wisdom that could see into people's hearts and an absolute calmness.

Zhenzhu, one of the "Stone Heart Ten" in the Strategic Investment Department of Interstellar Peace Corporation.

"Nice to meet you, fellow nameless passengers of the Starry Sky Train. And..."

Zhenzhu stopped ten steps away from Luo Chen.

Unlike the previous Sand Gold, she did not adopt a frivolous attitude. Instead, she performed an impeccable noble gesture of touching her chest to Luo Chen with utmost solemnity and even a hint of caution.

"This is an unknown king whose quality even the company's most advanced observation equipment cannot analyze."

"I am Zhenzhu from the Strategic Investment Department. I have come to welcome you all on behalf of the company's senior management."

"meet?"

Luo Chen stood with his hands in his trench coat pockets, looking down at the female executive with a mocking smile.

"Your company's connections are certainly well-established. What, wasn't the Pinocchio lesson enough? Are you planning to send someone else to probe my defenses this time?"

Upon hearing the words "Pinocconi," Zhenzhu's flawless smile froze for a mere tenth of a second.

Of course she knew what had happened at Pinocchio.

On Sunday, God was punched to pieces, and the underlying logic of the entire dream was forcibly altered by this man.

The company's plans there almost went down the drain.

Sandstone is still undergoing psychological rehabilitation because she directly confronted the man's intimidating presence.

"You're joking. Our company is an organization that values ​​harmony and makes money."

Zhenzhu took a deep breath and lowered her posture to the lowest possible level.

She knew very well that any scheme against this monster who could crush stars with his bare hands was suicidal.

"On behalf of management, I apologize for the rudeness of that masked fool just now. He was not assigned by the company; he was simply a madman who had been blinded by 'pleasure.'"

"Your intervention to clean it up is actually a great help to us."

"Let's get down to business."

Luo Chen was too lazy to listen to these official platitudes.

"Yes."

Zhenzhu straightened up, her gaze lingered on Himeko for a moment, and then she got down to business.

"Now that you have arrived at the Two-Phase Paradise, you must have already noticed the unusual situation here."

"Yes, Hattopia is about to usher in its most central and also most extravagant festival - 'Full Moon'."

As Zhenzhu spoke, the holographic projection device behind her automatically unfolded.

A huge full moon, with an eerie blue-purple hue and an appearance as if it were constantly flowing with phantoms, was projected into the sky.

"When this illusory moon hangs high in the sky, the [Illusory Moon Game], personally designed by the Star God Aha, will officially begin."

"This game has no fixed physical rules, no moral bottom line, and only one standard for judgment—"

"Who can attract the most attention in this carnival?"

"Attract attention? What kind of ridiculous rule is this! Is this a talent show?!"

Mordred slammed his greatsword into the ground, his face contorted with rage.

"I'm a knight, not one of those actors wiggling their butts on stage! If we're going to fight, let's fight with real swords and spears, why bother with all this fancy stuff!"

"This is the law of pleasure, little knight."

Zhenzhu explained patiently.

"In Aha's eyes, the universe is nothing but a drama. Whoever's performance is the most exaggerated, the craziest, and the most pleasing to Him is the winner."

"And the ultimate winner of this game will have the honor of meeting the star god Aha, and..."

Zhenzhu lowered her voice, revealing a fervor that even she herself found terrifying.

"To be able to share in the authority of the Star God—[61 seconds to become a god]."

Dead silence.

Besides Luo Chen and his Round Table team, the expressions of March 7th, Dan Heng, and even Walter from the train crew all changed.

To share the authority of the Star God?

Even if it's only for 61 seconds, it's still "omnipotent" in the true sense, surpassing everything in the universe!

For any person on their life's journey, this is an extreme temptation that can drive them to madness.

"this one?"

However, what broke the silence was Luo Chen's sneer filled with extreme disdain.

He picked at his ear listlessly, as if he had just heard some extremely low-quality sales pitch.

"A 61-second trial card? Or was it given to you by that clown star god who only knows how to have fun all day?"

Luo Chen's crimson-gold vertical pupils were filled with arrogance.

"Tell that guy named Aha. Let those beggars fight over these cheap test server access. I have no interest in borrowed power."

Zhenzhu's eye twitched violently.

Referring to the authority of the Star God as a "cheap trial server"...

Just how arrogant is this man?!

"What about the admission ticket? Since it's a game, there has to be some kind of requirement, right?"

As expected of the Galaxy Baseball Man, Xing always focuses on the most practical things.

"Does that mean you can just grab anyone off the street and they'll participate?"

"A perceptive question, Miss Hoshi."

"The tickets to the 【Phantom Moon Game】 are eight masks scattered throughout Hattopia. Only candidates who wear these eight masks are qualified to stand on the final stage."

"That's why the current Nimichi Paradise has become a powder keg that could explode at any moment."

Zhenzhu tapped the projection, which displayed a series of symbols representing various factions.

"To vie for those 61 seconds of divine power, not only the Interstellar Peace Corporation, but also the Masked Fool, the Mourning Actor, the secret guards of the Immortal Ship Alliance, and even the Star Core Hunters..."

"The most powerful forces in the entire universe have already infiltrated this planet."

"The Star Core Hunters are here too? Kaffa and Firefly?"

Xing's eyes lit up.

"It's not just them."

Luo Chen interrupted Xing's excitement, his gaze sweeping towards the deepest part of the city.

Behind the dazzling neon lights, he could clearly sense several extremely subtle yet exceptionally sharp killing intents.

"Now that all the monsters and demons of the universe have gathered here, it means this place is now a lawless hunting ground, right?"

"That's one way to put it. But if Lord Luo Chen is willing, the company can provide you with the most top-tier sanctuary."

Zhenzhu immediately extended an olive branch.

"No."

Luo Chen refused decisively.

He turned his head and looked at Morgan, Scáthach, the two King Arthurs, and Meloscin behind him.

"I originally just wanted to accompany Himeko back to visit her hometown, but I didn't expect to stumble upon a pretty decent colosseum."

Luo Chen's lips curled into a cruel and violent sneer.

"Since they all want those eight broken masks..."

"Scáthach, Mordred, Meloscin."

"exist!"

The three most hot-tempered fighters responded simultaneously, and the magic on their weapons began to sizzle.

"Go and steal those eight masks from me."

Luo Chen's instructions were simple and brutal, completely ignoring any rules.

"Anyone who resists, whether they are company executives, Immortal Ship guards, or Star Core Hunters, have their legs broken and be thrown into the moat."

"I don't like playing games according to other people's rules."

Looking at Zhenzhu's instantly pale face, Luo Chen announced, word by word.

"There are no candidates on my turf."

"I want this so-called 'Phantom Moon Game' to be declared over right from the very first second."

Zhenzhu was completely speechless.

Looking at the man, she felt a chill run down her spine.

The company's senior management sent her to make contact in order to assess whether she could be won over or utilized.

But now it seems that this is simply an uncommunicative Tyrannosaurus Rex!

He's not here to play games.

He's here to flip the table!

"Also, Miss Zhenzhu."

Luo Chen ignored her fear and issued an ultimatum.

"Within half an hour, prepare a mansion of the highest standard for me in the core area of ​​the Ancient Bencai Heavenly Kingdom."

"If there's even the slightest unpleasant odor in the room that would upset my wives..."

He raised his hand, and a wisp of [Star Particles] at his fingertips instantly vaporized a floating lighthouse not far away into nothingness.

"This is what happens."

"Yes...yes! I'll take care of it right away!"

Zhenzhu couldn't even maintain the posture of bowing.

She turned around in a panic, almost fleeing as she boarded the shuttle, and vanished into the horizon in an instant.

"Honestly, you stole my thunder again."

Scáthach walked up to Luo Chen, her wine-red eyes gleaming with eager anticipation.

"However, I quite enjoy this brutal job of stealing masks. Hopefully, the prey on this planet will be more resilient than those ice sculptures in Northern Europe."

"Father, how about we have a contest to see who can grab more?"

Mordred excitedly challenged Artoria.

"A boring contest. But as a knight, I will not lose to you, Lord Mordred."

Saber gripped the holy sword tightly, her ahoge (cowlick) standing on end in battle mode.

"Let's go."

Luo Chen took Morgan's hand and led the group of followers who seemed to thrive on chaos, stepping into the fractured streets of Hattopia.

"Let's see if this world made of paintings can withstand our 'minor' disruption."