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

In the core area of ​​Gu Biancai's Heavenly Kingdom, in the highest-standard manor that the Interstellar Peace Company vacated overnight and was renovated by Morgan.

Three half-face masks, made of neither gold nor wood and carved with bizarre and exaggerated smiles, are neatly arranged on an obsidian conference table.

The mask's surface faintly shimmered with a dark purple imaginary halo, exuding a magical power that was both amusing and chilling, as if it were alive.

"This is the ticket to enter the 'Phantom Moon Game'—the Mask of Pleasure."

Zhenzhu stood beside the table.

The well-tailored white haute couture gown accentuated her capable and sophisticated demeanor.

She removed her hand from the mask and looked sincerely at Himeko and Welt opposite her.

Then, he glanced very cautiously at Luo Chen, who was leaning back on the main sofa with his eyes closed, resting.

There are only eight such masks on the entire planet.

Zhenzhu spoke slowly and deliberately, revealing the shrewdness and restraint of a businessman.

"The company spent a great deal of manpower and resources to intercept these three in advance. As long as you wear it, you can cross the threshold set by the Illusion Moon and enter the final stage."

She clasped her hands together in front of her and bowed slightly.

"To everyone on Star Train, the company's position has always been very clear. We do not want the situation on this planet to spiral out of control completely, and we certainly do not want the aftershocks of 'Joy' to affect the surrounding commercial star systems."

"Since our goal is the same—to quell this upheaval—why don't we form an alliance?"

"The company is willing to provide these three masks and all logistical and intelligence support, and all you need to do is... in the game..."

"Ms. Zhenzhu, please allow me to interrupt for a moment."

Himeko picked up her coffee cup and took a small sip.

His wine-red eyes calmly gazed at the ten men from the Stone Heart Sect.

"Star Train is very grateful for the generosity of Interstellar Peace Corporation. But the pace of 'exploration' will never be constrained by any established contracts or alliances."

Walter, leaning on the Star of Eden, added from the side.

"What you want is to maximize the company's profits in the Two-Phase Paradise by controlling the game's outcome."

"And we, the nameless guests, are only here to witness the reality of this planet and resolve the stellar core crisis that is hindering the planet's orbit."

"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together."

Despite being rejected outright, Zhenzhu's expression didn't change much.

She knew all too well the way these nameless guests behaved.

"So, are you going to reject the company's goodwill?"

"No, what we reject is 'control'."

Himeko put down her coffee cup and smiled slightly.

That composure and elegance were in no way inferior to that of Zhenzhu.

"Pioneering requires self-reliance, but we do not reject cooperation."

"If the company is willing to be the sail that propels this train forward, and to travel alongside us without interfering with our choices, Star Train is naturally happy to share the road ahead with you."

They neither accepted being incorporated nor made any definitive statements.

Zhenzhu sighed inwardly.

Just as she was about to continue her efforts, Luo Chen, who was in the main seat, suddenly opened his eyes.

His crimson-gold vertical pupils, like two sharp blades, instantly severed the atmosphere of business probing in the conference room.

"Are you done talking?"

Luo Chen didn't even glance at the three masks on the table, and casually tapped his fingers twice on the sofa armrest.

"You come here to negotiate with just three tickets? Zhenzhu, your vision is still too narrow."

"Mr. Luo Chen, this is the best the company can do..."

"Limits? That's your limit."

Luo Chen's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"As I said before, I want the area cleared out completely."

"While you were standing here spouting nonsense, my knights had already figured out the locations of the remaining five masks."

"At the latest tonight, all eight masks will be on my desk."

"When the time comes, I'll decide how this game is played and who gets to sit at the table."

"Your company's pitiful bargaining chips are better kept to yourself."

Zhenzhu's breath hitched suddenly.

All-inclusive?

Is he really planning to wage war against all the lurking forces on this planet all by himself?!

"Hehehe... Hahahaha! This is so funny! It's absolutely hilarious!"

A burst of crisp, wild, and extremely playful girlish laughter suddenly erupted in the closed conference room.

The light in mid-air suddenly distorted, and several red goldfish phantoms swam in the air.

Immediately afterwards, a girl with twin tails wearing a red short kimono and a fox mask appeared out of thin air above everyone's heads in a bizarre way, hanging upside down from the ceiling.

"The Masked Fool?!"

Walter's eyes narrowed.

"Not only is she a masked fool, but she's also a crazy girl who thrives on chaos."

Luo Chen didn't look up, but simply picked up the water on the table and took a sip.

His keen senses had already detected the little mouse's approach, but he was simply too lazy to take action.

"Oh dear, don't call me a crazy girl! Just call me Fireworks!"

The firework did a somersault in the air and landed steadily on the table.

He stepped on the three Pleasure Masks.

She completely ignored Zhenzhu's unpleasant expression, her big, mischievous eyes fixed on Luo Chen.

It was filled with fervent curiosity.

"Should we just overturn Lord Aha's chessboard and steal all the players' admission tickets?"

"This tyrannical behavior that disregards the rules is more hilarious than the best comedy!"

"Big brother, you're so amazing! I'm almost in love with you!"

"Get off my desk. Or I'll break your legs."

Luo Chen's tone was calm, yet it carried an absolute chill.

Hanabi's body stiffened.

Her instinctive sense of danger made her jump off the table as if she had been electrocuted, and she stood obediently to the side.

Although she was a thrill-seeking pleasure-seeker, she knew very well that the man in front of her would not hesitate to crush her into blood and gore.

"What a man who has no sense of humor."

Hanabi pursed her lips, her eyes darting around, and she immediately turned her attention to Hoshi, who was standing behind Himeko.

"Hey! You gray-haired little baseball player over there! Don't you get bored staying in this dreary room all the time?"

Fireworks approached Star and pulled out a handful of colorful confetti from her bosom, scattering it into the air.

"The older brothers are talking about boring adult topics. How about I take you out to play?"

"Go see what this 'Two-Phase Paradise' really looks like! I guarantee it'll be a million times more interesting than rummaging through trash cans!"

"real?!"

Xing's ahoge (cowlick) stood up instantly.

"Xing, don't be impulsive, she's the Masked Fool..."

On March 7th, he quickly grabbed Xing's sleeve.

Luo Chen watched this scene without saying anything to stop it.

He waved.

"Go ahead, Xing. Since you're here on vacation, make the most of it. March, Danheng, you two come along too."

Luo Chen looked at the fireworks, a warning glint in his crimson-gold eyes.

"I'll be her guide. But if she loses a single hair, I'll uproot your Masked Fool's Tavern."

Hanabi shivered and waved her hands repeatedly.

"Don't worry! I'm the most professional tour guide!"

Two-Phase Paradise. Two-Dimensional City.

Stepping out of the manor's protective barrier, one is immediately met with a deafening roar that nearly shatters one's eardrums.

This is a city that defies common sense.

There is no boundary between day and night, and the "illusion moon" that emits an eerie purple light hangs forever in the sky.

Fireworks led the way, like a cheerful red butterfly, guiding the three members of the train crew through the crowded streets.

"First stop! Parking Station!"

Fireworks pointed to a huge transportation hub that was suspended in mid-air.

The space there is folded in an extremely exaggerated way.

The enormous interstellar spaceship was not parked on the deck, but rather stuffed into a semi-transparent space bubble like building blocks.

Countless strangely shaped creatures—fish with wings, stone men engulfed in blue flames, and all sorts of abstract creatures that only exist in fairy tales and picture books—are roaming around here.

"How amazing...those aren't human, are they?"

On March 7th, I took photos like crazy with my camera.

"They are 'phantom species'."

Hanabi turned around, walked backwards, and the smile on her face became somewhat eerie.

"More than 80 percent of the residents in this city are these creatures that have been forcibly 'drawn'."

"Second stop! Food street!"

After passing through the station, the group arrived at a fragrant street.

The food here completely defies the laws of physics.

There are cotton candies that float in mid-air and make music when you bite into them.

There are grilled meat patties that need to be caught with a net and have legs that can escape.

There's also a strange drink that turns your hair rainbow-colored instantly when you drink it.

Xing excitedly grabbed a piece of "runaway roast meat" and took a bite.

Making satisfied chewing sounds.

"Delicious! Although the texture is a bit like slime, the flavor is actually like top-grade Wagyu beef!"

"That's the charm of Nihon-Ryakuen!"

Fireworks led them deeper into the city, to the heart of the city—the entertainment plaza.

The scene here is the most exaggerated.

The giant Ferris wheel was rotating in reverse, and the roller coaster track plunged directly into the underground lava pool and emerged intact.

Extremely exaggerated circus, magic, and comedy performances are taking place in every corner.

The cheers and laughter of the crowd merged into a tangible wave of sound, making people dizzy.

Everyone's face was beaming with extreme excitement, some even laughing until tears streamed down their faces, yet they still couldn't stop.

"It's so lively... but something feels off."

Dan Heng gripped his spear tightly, his blue eyes sweeping over the laughing residents.

He discovered that these people's smiles lacked any warmth, instead revealing a deep weariness and despair.

"The cold noodle guy has a really sharp intuition."

The fireworks stopped beside a fountain in the center of the square.

She stopped laughing loudly, and the fox mask on her face looked somewhat sinister under the neon lights.

"Why do you think this city is always partying?"

Hanabi pointed to the illusionary creatures around her, who were performing and laughing wildly.

"Because this is the price they pay for 'surviving'."

Xing stopped eating.

On March 7th, he also put down his camera.

"This city is built on a 'painting'."

The sound of fireworks grew low.

"The Phantom Creatures have no physical form and no real life. They are able to exist here because they absorb the 'power of wishes' invested from the outside world."

"That is, people's attention to them, their affection for them, and the 'pleasure' they experience because of them."

"Once people stop laughing, once people stop watching them, once they are 'forgotten'..."

Fireworks snapped his fingers.

Not far from them, a clown of the Phantom Species was performing acrobatics when, after making two consecutive mistakes, the surrounding audience lost interest and dispersed.

The clown's smile froze instantly in the shocked gaze of the three train crew members.

His body began to become transparent, like a pencil drawing that had been erased.

In less than three seconds, it turned into specks of light and completely disappeared into the air.

He left no trace, as if he had never existed.

"See, that's it."

Fireworks spread out its hands.

"To be forgotten is to die."

"So they have to do everything they can to make people laugh, and they have to keep the city always full of entertainment and noise."

"This is a never-ending survival compulsion. If you stop, you'll end up like that clown, not even a trace left."

"How could this happen..."

March 7th covered her mouth, her eyes filled with reluctance.

This is hardly an amusement park.

This is clearly a hell where people are forced to revel in order to survive!

"Is this the law of pleasure...?"

Danheng gritted his teeth.

Xing looked at the half-eaten piece of roasted meat in her hand and suddenly felt a loss of interest.

She looked up at the eerie, illusory moon in the sky, a complex emotion flashing in her gray eyes.

At this moment, on the rooftop terrace of the manor.

Luo Chen leaned against the railing, looking down at the two-dimensional city struggling in a false carnival.

His crimson-gold vertical pupils had long since seen through the underlying logic of this city.

"A parasitic society that survives by absorbing emotional value? What a boring premise."

Luo Chen's fingers tapped lightly on the railing.

Just then, a crimson bolt of lightning exploded in the open space outside the manor.

Mordred strode into the manor, carrying a greatsword and a man with a bruised and battered face, dressed in a covert mobile force uniform.

Two purplish-glowing masks of pleasure were prominently displayed around her waist.

Immediately afterwards, the icy blue aurora and the purple gunfire descended one after the other.

Melusin and Scáthach also returned to the courtyard with their respective spoils.

"Dad! I wiped out all those bastards hiding in the ditches on the east side of town! These two masks are mine!"

Xiao Mo shouted excitedly.

Luo Chen turned around and looked at the eight Pleasure Masks that were gradually gathering together.

A wildly arrogant smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"The cast is all here."

"Next, let's smash this ridiculous stage that's forcing people to laugh."