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

The morning sunlight was blocked by a huge shadow.

"Wow! That's so high! And so fast!!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's face was distorted by the strong wind, and her voice was left behind.

Mash held up her shield, nervously protecting Ritsuka, trying to block the supersonic airflow that could tear steel apart.

"Stop calling me, Ritsuka."

Luo Chen stood at the very front of the dragon's head, remaining as steady as a mountain even during such rapid flight.

The faint magical barrier surrounding him isolated all wind pressure, creating a completely still and comfortable zone.

He glanced back at the group behind him, a group that could be described as having "luxury cruise ship amenities," and a slight smile appeared on his lips:

"This is the 'Albion' form that Melsin specially activated to save time. If we don't hurry, we'll really turn into mincemeat if we fall."

"Master! I'm very steady! I won't let anyone fall!"

The crisp yet metallic sound of Melusin came from beneath her.

At this moment, she had already unleashed her true form as a fairy knight.

The streamlined dragon body, over a hundred meters long, shimmered with an enamel-like luster in the sunlight, and each flap of its enormous mechanical wings left a dazzling rainbow trail in the sky.

This is the [Albion Dragon].

They are not ordinary creatures, but living weapons called "Boundaries".

"Rama, how are you feeling?"

Luo Chen looked at the young hero sitting in the middle, tightly holding the Undying Blade.

Rama's face was somewhat pale, not because of his fear of heights, but because as he got closer to the isolated island in the west, the curse deep in his soul called "Unable to Meet" was issuing frantic warnings.

My heart is pounding, the world is rejecting me.

It was as if an invisible hand was trying to push him away.

"I... can still hold on!"

Rama bit his lip until it bled, his crimson eyes burning with unwavering determination:

"As long as you're here... I can endure this rejection of the curse!"

"very good."

Luo Chen nodded.

He raised his right hand, and the image of "Avalon," a secluded paradise, lit up faintly in his palm.

Golden light spread along the dragon's back, covering Rama and forcibly "isolated" the world's corrective forces that were trying to interfere with cause and effect.

"Hold on tight."

Luo Chen looked ahead at the sea shrouded in thick fog:

"We need to speed things up."

……

Over Alcatraz Island in the San Francisco Bay Area.

The piercing alarm blared throughout the entire prison island.

This is an absolute forbidden area used by the Mad King Cú Chulainn to imprison "important prisoners," and its defenses are naturally top-notch.

"Enemy attack! Directly above! Extremely fast!"

"Is it a dragon? No... that size! Is it a warship?!"

On dozens of watchtowers surrounding the island, the Celtic druids on guard duty stared in horror at the enormous red dot on their radar (magic detection) that they had never seen before, hurtling down at such high speed.

"Fire! Activate all anti-air spells!"

"Don't let it near the prison!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, a dense barrage of fire erupted on the ground.

Countless beams of magical energy, cursed spears, and even a dozen or so giant bipedal dragons forcibly spawned surged upstream like a black tide, attempting to intercept the falling "white comet."

Faced with this overwhelming attack, the people standing on the dragon's back... didn't even change their posture.

"Hmph, boring fireworks."

Morgan watched the attacks flying up from below, not even bothering to lift his eyelids:

"This level of magic density isn't even enough to tickle me. Scáthach, go and clean it up, make sure you don't spill any dust into the tea."

"Leave it to me with confidence."

Scáthach stood on the edge of the dragon's wing, her purple bodysuit fluttering in the gale.

After Luo Chen's "recharging" last night, the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom is now in an incredibly good state.

Her beautiful face was flushed with lingering desire, and her two pistols were already itching to fire.

"Perfect, let's use these small fish to loosen up our muscles."

Scáthach's lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile as she casually swung the red spear in her hand.

【Primordial Runes: Great God's Seal】!

Om-!

Dozens of enormous runes appeared out of thin air around the dragon's body, then transformed into countless purple lightning spears that poured down!

Puff puff puff puff—!

Those wyverns that had just flown up didn't even get close to Melusin before Scáthach's lightning spear pierced their heads.

"It's not over yet! I want to play too!"

Mordred, not to be outdone, jumped to the other side.

She looked down at the druids chanting spells below and grinned maliciously.

"Hey! You down there! Look this way!"

Mordred pointed the magic sword in her hand at the ground like a cannon.

boom!

A crimson, straight bolt of lightning shot out with a deafening roar.

The bolt of lightning swept across the island's outer defenses, instantly vaporizing more than a dozen watchtowers and the druids inside into thin air.

"I'll help too!"

Karna stood on the dragon's tail, his indifferent eyes slightly open.

Two golden lasers shot from his eyes.

Sizzle—!

The lasers swept across, slicing the large anti-air magic arrays that posed even a slight threat in half.

"This...this is our team?"

Mashu, shield in hand, watched as the enemy soldiers around her were swatted down like flies by their own superiors before they could even get close, and fell into deep self-doubt:

"Senior... I feel like my shield is pretty much useless now..."

"Be confident, Mash."

Ritsuka patted her on the shoulder, giving her a "you'll get used to it" look:

"Our mission is to shout '666' and... not fall."

"roar--!!!"

Melusin let out a joyful dragon roar.

She didn't need to hide at all.

The attacks of those that slipped through the net struck her dragon scales, which were as thick as the surface of a planet, only causing a few harmless sparks to fly.

She smashed through all the barriers and, with unstoppable momentum, pressed down on the prison island shrouded in mist.

"arrive."

Luo Chen stood on the dragon's head, looking down at the gloomy black fortress below.

He could sense a faint yet resilient soul aura deep within the fortress.

That was Sita.

"Rama, are you ready?"

Luo Chen did not turn around, but his voice clearly reached Luo Mo's ears.

"yes!!"

Rama had already stood up, and the indestructible blade in his hand was glowing red.

He looked at the island so close by, his eyes red-rimmed.

Thousands of years of waiting, countless cycles of missing each other.

Finally... finally, this moment has arrived.

"Then...land!"

Luo Chen snapped his fingers.

Boom! ...

Melusin crashed into the central plaza of Prison Island like a meteorite impact!

The massive shockwave instantly destroyed all the buildings surrounding the plaza, sending smoke and dust billowing into the sky.

This is how the Round Table Pirates "knock on doors"—

Since the door is locked, let's tear down the wall.

Amidst the smoke and dust.

Luo Chen led the group out slowly.

He looked at the terrified guards crawling out of the rubble and gave them a benevolent smile:

"Good morning, guards."

"We're here to visit you in prison."

"However... we didn't bring our passes, only our swords."

"So, could you... just die for once?"