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

Alcatraz Island, the deepest part of the underground prison.

This is a desolate place where even light cannot reach.

The thick stone walls were covered with sealing incantations targeting spirit origins, and a suffocating sense of despair permeated the air.

In front of the only cell, the young hero in red, Rama, was kneeling on the ground.

"Ugh... Ahhh!!"

Rama clutched his chest and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The closer he got to the iron gate, the more violently the curse etched into his soul flared up.

The world was rejecting his approach, and causality was frantically tearing at his spiritual foundation, trying to forcibly separate him from the person behind the door.

"Rama...is that you? Rama?!"

From inside the iron gate came a woman's voice, trembling and choked with sobs.

Sita.

The princess who remained noble and beautiful even when imprisoned in darkness.

"Sita... I'm here... I'm right here..."

Rama struggled to stand up, but his legs were incredibly heavy. With each inch he moved, the excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart intensified.

This is the tragedy known as the Ramayana—lovers who never meet again.

"These are really... annoying rules."

One foot landed on the ground beside Rama.

Luo Chen walked straight to the iron gate covered with incantations.

He reached out and lifted up a ball of inviolable, divine golden light.

【Avalon】· Concept Development.

"Watch closely, Rama."

Luo Chen's voice echoed in the dark dungeon, carrying an absolute domineering tone:

"The so-called curse is nothing more than a script set up by the world to maintain 'correctness'."

"But now that I'm here, I'll have to write the script for this place."

Om-! ! !

Golden light burst forth instantly, transforming into countless points of light that filled the entire underground space like fireflies.

Under this radiant light, the sealing spells carved on the walls began to melt, and the oppressive causal law in the air was forcibly pushed aside.

Using himself as the center, Luo Chen forcibly "cut out" an independent spacetime that did not belong to the original world within this singularity through the combination of the [Third Magic] and [Avalon].

"The pain...is gone?"

Rama looked up in surprise.

The feeling of my soul being torn apart is gone.

Instead, there was a sense of peace, as if one had returned to their hometown.

Luo Chen stepped aside, making way for him.

"Aren't you going to open the door?"

"yes!!!"

Rama no longer hesitated.

He rushed forward and swung his indestructible blade, severing the door lock.

Clang!

The iron gate was pushed open.

The figure I had been longing for finally appeared before my eyes.

A silver-haired girl, with tears in her eyes and a surprised smile on her face.

"Rama!"

"Sita!"

The two embraced tightly.

Within the golden realm created by Luo Chen, the lovers, who had been cursed for thousands of years, finally felt each other's true body temperature.

"Very good……"

Ritsuka and Mashu stood behind, tears streaming down their faces, deeply moved.

Even the usually irritable Mordred turned his head to the side and grumbled, "Tch...not bad at all."

however.

At this deeply moving moment of reunion.

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!!

A violent tremor came from above, as if the entire underground prison was about to collapse.

Immediately afterwards, a torrent carrying heavy moisture and magical power surged in through the entrance of the passage!

"Hahaha! Found it! The intruder is right here!"

"What a touching scene! But unfortunately, this drama must come to an end!"

Accompanied by this extremely tactless laugh, several figures rushed into the dungeon along with the water flow.

The leader was a man with dazzling blond hair and a handsome face that was somewhat frivolous.

He held a longsword, wore a cloak with a wavy pattern, and had an overconfident smile on his face.

Behind him followed a handsome, black-haired knight with a beauty mark under his eye, wielding two pistols.

The great hero of Celtic mythology.

Finn McCool, Grand Master of the Fiona Knights.

And his chief knight—Diarmuid Ua Duibhne.

"That's... the Knights of Fiona?"

Scáthach narrowed her eyes, twirling the magic spear in her hand:

"Celtic reinforcements? They arrived quite quickly."

"Oh dear, look who this is!"

Finn didn't rush to attack, but instead scanned the crowd with the eyes of someone admiring prey, finally fixing his gaze on Mashu... and the group of beauties surrounding Luo Chen:

"Oh! What beautiful ladies! Especially the queen in black (Morgan) and the purple-haired beauty (Scáthach)!"

"I am Finn! The unparalleled commander of the Knights! How about abandoning that seemingly fierce man and joining my ranks? I can make you the new queens!"

"..."

The entire room fell silent.

Even the air temperature dropped by twenty degrees.

Morgan slowly and gracefully raised her head. In her ruby-like eyes, there was no emotion left, only the cold indifference of looking at a dead man.

"Arthur".

She called softly:

"Can I... grind this rutting water monkey into powder?"

"Granted."

Luo Chen's face also darkened.

The touching reunion atmosphere that had been painstakingly created was completely ruined by this guy's shout.

And they actually dared to poach his employees right in front of him?

This isn't just courting death; it's applying for the device to be destroyed due to technical reasons.

"Wait a minute, Commander Finn."

Diarmuid, who had been silent all along, suddenly stepped forward and stopped his own commander, who was getting a little carried away.

Those golden eyes were fixed on Artoria, who was standing beside Luo Chen, and Luo Chen himself.

That feeling... it's so familiar.

Although his memory is hazy, the records of the Throne of Heroes state that he had clashed with such brilliance.

Diarmuid gripped his red and yellow twin pistols tightly, his tone grave:

"Captain, be careful. These people... are not ordinary Servants."

"Huh? Diarmuid, you're overthinking it!"

Finn waved his hand dismissively, and a huge ball of water condensed in his hand:

"Whoever they are, they will all be washed away by my wisdom and water magic!"

"Especially that boy who's resisting the curse; he's at his weakest right now!"

"Charge! Knights of Fiona! Reclaim Sita and present her to the Mad King! Kill the rest of you!"

"Trying to steal people?"

Luo Chen smiled.

But his smile sent chills down Diarmuid's spine.

Luo Chen slowly released his left hand that was maintaining the domain, then looked at Finn as if he were looking at a clown.

"I originally wanted to give Rama and Sita some time alone."

"But since you're in such a hurry to die..."

"Then I will grant your wish."

"Saber".

Luo Chen called out.

"exist."

Artoria stepped forward, and the Wind King's Barrier whistled across her sword.

She looked at Diarmuid opposite her, a hint of nostalgia flashing in her eyes, but more so, a fighting spirit:

"Lancer, Diarmuid. I will defeat you again, just like in another timeline."

"I couldn't ask for more, King of Knights!"

Diarmuid was somewhat exasperated by his commander's foolishness, but as a knight, he had no choice but to fight.

"As for that water monkey..."

Luo Chen looked at Morgan and Scáthach:

"Who's interested?"

"I'll do it."

Scáthach was the first to step forward, her magic spear pointed at Finn, a cruel smile playing on her lips:

"I heard that the Knight Commander of Fiona is also a descendant of gods? I hope you can take a beating."

"Huh? What did you call me? Water monkey?!"

Finn's smile froze on his face, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"Insolent fool! I am honored..."

boom!

Before he could finish speaking, Scáthach had already disappeared from the spot.

The next second, a foot kicked Finn directly in the handsome face, sending him flying into the wall.

"Too much nonsense."

Scáthach landed and tossed her hair:

"Let's start fighting. Don't delay Master's schedule."

A chaotic battle erupted instantly in this cramped underground prison.

Rama and Sita, who were being protected at the back, were moved and couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy as they watched the group of "benefactors" who were rushing forward like wolves to beat up their opponents in order to protect them.

I sympathize with the Celtics on the other side.

Why did we have to mess with these monsters?