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

In the heart of the ruins of City A, the wind suddenly stopped.

A bald man carrying a plastic bag stood on the edge of a 100-meter-deep crater.

He looked down at the vaccine victim who had been crushed into a pulp, then looked up at Luo Chen who was standing not far away.

A large question mark slowly appeared on that face outlined with minimalist lines.

"Shall we exchange a few blows?"

Saitama scratched his bald head and looked down at the plastic bag he was carrying.

The scallions inside even had water droplets clinging to them.

"But... I can't let the discounted vegetables I just snagged get crushed. And fighting wears out my clothes a lot, and this hero's outfit is a real pain to wash."

"Dad, is this guy out of his mind?"

Mordred shoved his sword into the ground, crossed his arms, and gave a look of utter disbelief.

"What a ridiculous outfit! A bodysuit and a cape? And he doesn't have a single ounce of magic or fighting spirit. He just looks like a bald old man who can't even kill a chicken. Are you sure you want to fight someone like this?"

Not only Mordred, but also Artoria, who was standing behind her, frowned slightly.

She possesses top-tier intuition.

In past battles, no matter how powerful the enemy was, she could vaguely sense the strength of their aura and the trajectory of their attacks.

But when faced with the bald man in front of her, her intuition told her that she had fallen into a deadly abyss.

There was no murderous intent, no flaws.

Or rather, he was full of flaws, yet his absolute composure made him impossible to attack.

"Don't be fooled by appearances, Xiao Mo."

Scáthach had already gripped her magic spear tightly without anyone noticing.

His wine-red eyes were fixed on Saitama, a near-fanatical fighting spirit flashing in them.

"That bald guy... he's scary."

"He has no magical circuits, no divinity, and not even the battle aura that ordinary warriors cultivate. But his body itself is like a bottomless black hole that has had all its volume limits forcibly broken."

"He can unleash the power to shatter stars whenever he wants."

Upon hearing Scáthach's assessment, Morgan le Fay also dropped his previous nonchalant expression.

The magic umbrella in her hand slammed heavily on the ground.

"—Fairy Realm: Camelot's Shield"

The deep purple high-dimensional magic instantly solidified into an invisible wall in front of everyone.

The Fairy Queen knew very well that if even that man could ignite Luo Chen's fighting spirit, then the physical environment here would become extremely harsh.

"I'll compensate you for the spoiled vegetables. I'll also pay for the laundry."

Luo Chen looked at Saitama and casually waved a black card with no spending limit between his fingers.

"If that's not enough, we'll add a whole year's supply of premium A5 Wagyu beef, more than enough."

"Wagyu beef? All year round?!"

Saitama's previously listless, dead fish eyes instantly transformed into extremely sharp, realistic, and imposing eyes upon hearing those words.

Without hesitation, he turned around and carefully placed the precious plastic bag on a relatively flat section of broken wall.

They even used a stone to weigh down the bag opening to prevent wind.

After doing all this, he turned around, clenched his fist, and his knuckles made a crisp sound.

"Since you're so sincere, I'll accompany you for a little while."

Saitama looked at Luo Chen, his tone carrying a hint of goodwill as he offered a reminder.

"But I'm warning you beforehand, I'm quite strong, and I might accidentally kill someone. If you can't take it, remember to call for a stop."

"rest assured."

Luo Chen chuckled softly, his black trench coat fluttering even without wind.

He completely shut down the [Third Star Particle Body] within his body, and even severed all magical cycles related to the [Simulated Star Chart].

The two people walked casually toward each other, separated by a distance of more than ten meters.

"Okay, I'll go then."

Saitama said something and suddenly exerted force with his feet.

boom!

There was no acceleration process.

The instant his toes touched the ground, Saitama broke through the spatial barrier and appeared directly in front of Luo Chen.

He casually raised his right fist and swung it toward Luo Chen's chest.

An ordinary punch.

There was no murderous intent, no fighting style.

But this punch, devoid of any skill, compressed the air in front of him into a high-density solid wall.

With a deafening sonic boom that tore through the atmosphere, it slammed into Luo Chen.

"Well done!"

Luo Chen did not dodge; his crimson-gold vertical pupils instantly contracted to pinpoints.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, his left foot shattering the ground as his right fist met Saitama's fist with a straight, unadorned trajectory.

Pure physical quality.

Pure physical kinetic energy.

Bang----!!!!

The two fists collided without any obstruction in mid-air.

The sound disappeared.

At the singularity where the fists made contact, the surrounding air was sucked out, creating a brief absolute vacuum.

Immediately afterwards, the kinetic energy compressed to its limit transformed into a visible white shockwave, which spread outwards in a ring!

"Snap, snap, snap—!!!"

The glazed floor beneath their feet shattered instantly.

The A city center square, which was already crushed into a huge crater, sank another three meters due to the aftershock of this punch!

The remaining steel bars and cement ruins within hundreds of meters were like fallen leaves caught in a Category 12 hurricane, instantly blown backwards into the sky.

"Hmm!"

Mordred and Artoria, who were standing behind, simultaneously raised their arms to shield their faces.

If Morgan hadn't set up the Shield of Camelot beforehand, the wind pressure generated by the fist alone would have been enough to send them flying.

"Are you kidding me...?"

Mordred peered through his fingers at the two people in the eye of the storm, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

"Without even using magic, they achieved the effect of an anti-city Noble Phantasm simply through a clash of muscle power?!"

In the center of the battlefield.

Luo Chen and Saitama remained in their fist-fighting stance, neither of them taking a single step back.

The ground beneath Luo Chen's feet had been completely shattered.

His right arm muscles bulged slightly from the extreme violence he had endured, and the faint outlines of crimson-gold dragon scales were visible beneath his skin.

It perfectly neutralized the terrifying recoil from that punch.

"Oh?"

Saitama withdrew his fist, and a genuine look of surprise finally appeared on his bald face.

Then a smile of excitement spread across his face.

"You're pretty tough! You managed to take one of my punches without being sent flying?"

Three years.

Since he went bald, no matter how huge the monster he encountered, no matter what god or alien overlord the opponent claimed to be, no one has ever been able to take a punch from him head-on without getting hurt.

But the man in the black coat in front of me did it.

Not only did he catch it, but the hardness of that hand made him feel as if he had hit a solid neutron star.

"Is it just that it's sturdy?"

Luo Chen withdrew his hand and casually flicked his wrist.

The crimson dragon blood within him boiled over completely due to these brutal, flesh-on-flesh collisions.

Without the interference of rules or the calculations of magic, this way of communicating solely through muscles and bones is incredibly addictive.

"Your punches are certainly heavy, bald guy."

Luo Chen stomped his foot hard, and the pebbles on the ground bounced back like bullets.

"But don't blink now."

Whoosh!

Luo Chen's figure vanished into thin air.

The speed exceeded the speed of sound and surpassed the limits of optical detection.

"On the left!"

Saitama's beastly instincts kicked in instantly; he whirled around and raised his left arm to block.

Boom!

Luo Chen's whip kick landed hard on Saitama's forearm.

The immense force sent Saitama flying like a cannonball.

It drew a straight white line in mid-air and crashed into three office buildings that had not yet completely collapsed.

"So fast!"

Saitama flipped over in mid-air, landing on a load-bearing pillar of a building, abruptly stopping his retreat.

But before he could catch his breath, Luo Chen had already followed closely behind.

"It's not over yet!"

Luo Chen unleashed both fists simultaneously, smashing them down on Saitama like a raging storm.

Saitama's eyes lit up, and the drawing style instantly changed from simple line drawings to a rugged, realistic style.

"Interesting! Let's get a little more serious then!"

"—A series of normal punches!"

A sky full of red fist shadows instantly filled the sky.

Each punch carried the terrifying power to shatter the sound barrier, meeting Luo Chen's attack like a barrage of machine gun fire.

high in the air.

The two figures transformed into afterimages that were impossible to detect with the naked eye.

Golden dragon flames and red fist winds intertwined wildly.

They fought from the square into the air, and then from the air into the ruins.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang-! ! !

Each collision creates a white cloud of gas in the sky.

The ruins of City A below, affected by the aftershocks of their battle, resembled a super earthquake of magnitude 10 or higher.

The ground cracked and rolled over, turning into a lifeless wasteland.

"Is this still a battle between living beings?"

Artoria gripped the hilt of her sword tightly, her breathing rapid as she watched the two figures colliding in the sky.

She could see their movements clearly.

There are no fancy techniques, no unnecessary tricks.

It's the purest form of competition—a test of strength, speed, and reflexes to the extreme.

That bald man's every punch seemed to break through some kind of physical limit.

Luo Chen, relying on the ultimate mass of the Crimson Dragon Body, withstood all the attacks and retaliated with even greater ferocity.

"Evenly matched".

Scáthach took a deep breath, and her hand that had been gripping the gun relaxed.

A relieved smile flashed in his eyes.

"That bald guy is a monster. But our Master... is a tyrant who can subdue even monsters."

"In a pure contest of physical strength, the Red Dragon would never lose."

boom--!!!

It was yet another earth-shattering collision.

Luo Chen and Saitama were both thrown backwards for hundreds of meters, landing on two huge concrete slabs respectively.

"call……"

Saitama shook his slightly reddened fist, and a bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He looked at Luo Chen opposite him, and his dead fish eyes were now burning with fierce fire.

"Hey, you in the black trench coat."

Saitama's tone changed; it was no longer casual and nonchalant, but carried a long-lost seriousness befitting a warrior.

"Are you even human?"

"This hardness, this strength... I feel like if this fight continues, I might have to use 'that move'."

Luo Chen stood on the ruins, his black trench coat fluttering in the gale.

He wasn't sweating, but his chest was heaving a little faster than usual.

He looked down at his hands and noticed a slight numbness in the area between his thumb and forefinger.

"It makes my body go numb. The bald cape-wearing man who broke his limiter lives up to his name."

Luo Chen smiled.

It's not that he can't continue playing.

If he uses the [Third Star Particle Body] or activates the [Simulated Star Creation Map], he has a hundred ways to instantly crush this bald man.

It can even directly modify the physical laws of the other party's dimension.

But that would defeat the purpose of this exchange.

"Alright, that concludes the warm-up."

Luo Chen put his hands back into his pockets, and the crimson dragon aura emanating from his body quickly subsided.

The distorted air around them gradually returned to calm.

"Huh? Aren't you going to fight anymore?"

Saitama was stunned; his newly ignited fighting spirit was instantly doused with cold water.

He scratched his bald head, somewhat disappointed.

"I was just starting to feel a little excited."

"If the fighting continues, the Eurasian plate beneath your feet will sink into the sea."

Luo Chen pointed to the terrifying ruins around him, which were completely unrecognizable as the original city.

"I promised you I'd pay for the damaged vegetables. But I don't intend to put the cost of rebuilding the entire city on my tab."

"Besides, aren't you rushing back to grab the supermarket's special offers?"

"Oh right!! My green onion!"

Saitama was instantly brought back to reality by those words, and his drawing style instantly changed to a simple line drawing.

He quickly turned around and rushed to the spot where he had just put the plastic bag.

Fortunately, although the surrounding area was reduced to rubble, the section of the broken wall that held the plastic bag was miraculously preserved because it was in a dead corner from the airflow.

"Phew...that scared me to death, thank goodness the cabbage didn't rot."

Saitama hugged the plastic bag and let out a long sigh of relief.

He turned around and looked at Luo Chen, his dead fish eyes returning to their usual dullness.

"But seriously, you're the strongest person I've ever seen. Even more robust than that so-called cosmic overlord Boros."

"Your name is Luo Chen, right? I'm Saitama. A hero I play for fun."

Saitama extended his hand, which was wearing a red rubber glove.

Luo Chen stepped forward and grasped that hand.

"Nice to meet you. I'm just a tourist... doing this out of interest."

Two hands that had changed the limits of military power in this world clasped together amidst the ruins.

"Oh, right, the premium Wagyu beef you mentioned earlier..."

Saitama suddenly withdrew his hand, staring intently at Luo Chen, making a frantic suggestion.

"Enough is enough."

Luo Chen chuckled and turned to wave at Morgan.

"Let's go. Let's find a restaurant in the city center that hasn't collapsed yet. It's on me today."

Meanwhile, in an underground shelter several kilometers away from them.

The Hero Association's highest-level combat strength testing device was now nothing more than a pile of black smoke-belching scrap metal.

During the five-minute battle just now, the energy peak on the instrument screen directly broke through the upper limit of the "Dragon" level disaster.

At one point, it even touched the highest level of disaster that had never been lit before—the [God] level.

"Report...reporting to Commander Sich..."

The liaison officer stared at the completely black screen, his voice trembling.

"City A...City A's central district...has completely disappeared from the map."

"Furthermore... we detected the reactions of two life forms that even surpass the Dragon level..."

Sitch slumped in his chair, his face deathly pale.

"Immediately contact all S-class heroes... no, contact 'Demolition'!"

"What kind of monster has this Earth provoked...?"