Memorable scenes from various anime and manga crossovers: Starting with Emiya the Great Hero

"So brave, just four dream gods..." Misaki Shokuhou looked at the record of Greek mythology in her hand with a surprised expression.

After watching it, I realized that Ikeros was incredibly audacious. How dare four minor gods jump around on the head of Athena, one of the twelve Olympian gods? Did they have a death wish?

And why can the Holy Land be invaded so easily, just like a public place, where people can just come up to you and grab you?

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"Looks like it's Capricorn El Cid's turn to shine next..." Ichigo understood that for the Saints who never fought in group battles, El Cid's battle was about to begin.

"Was that sword energy coming out of his arm?! It felt just like Crescent Moon Sky Slash."

The fact that he could create the same effect as wielding a sword simply by swinging his arm gave El Cid the feeling of a ruthless swordsman, with deep and bright eyes.

He exudes a cool and aloof aura, as if he can remain calm and composed no matter what challenges he faces, making him impossible to ignore.

Faced with El Cid's plea, Athena finally agreed, "Then I'll leave it to you. This will be a crucial task that determines the success or failure of the Holy War!"

Having received the order, El Cid slowly walked outside, not only for his close friend Sisyphus, but also for his own beliefs.

"Even if the opponent is a god, that cannot be an excuse for my mistakes, El Cid."

After leaving the Sanctuary, El Cid used leaps to instantly travel from Greece to Italy, relying solely on the faint cosmos he sensed.

Upon landing once more, the ground shattered with a deafening roar, and several Specters leaped out, laughing arrogantly as if they had spotted their prey.

"Haha, there's a sacred rat running around here."

[Faced with the Specters surrounding him, El Cid stopped and introduced himself expressionlessly: "I will be your opponent, El Cid of Capricorn."]

The Specter charged forward, shouting, "We are truly grateful that a Gold Saint has delivered himself to our doorstep!"

The next moment, golden light exploded, and several golden sword energies cleaved the earth, instantly cutting the Specter and the ground apart, accompanied by the Specter's screams.

Then another tall figure emerged from the ground, looking down at El Cid.

"I've heard that there's someone in the Holy Land who has honed themselves to the limit, their sharpness reaching the level of a holy sword."

"But it won't work on me. My Surplice is as hard as a diamond. Try cutting it if you can."

The Specter rolled his body into a 4.7-meter sphere and charged towards El Cid, intending to smash him to pieces.

[El Cid's expression remained unchanged upon seeing this; he simply raised his arm, and a flash of golden light cleaved the figure in two.]

"A sword of this caliber cannot be considered a holy sword. My holy sword is not yet complete; it can be even sharper!"

"I'm not saying this to Athena... but you really let him go alone? One god is already tough enough, let alone four!"

"Damn, this is fast! Just a few jumps and we're in Italy. The physical strength is incredible, even faster than a high-speed train."

The people from other worlds stared at the reckless Specters with black lines on their faces. So you guys aren't colorblind after all. You know the other party is one of the Gold Saints, yet you still dare to be so arrogant.

It has a hardness comparable to a diamond, yet it can be cut in half without breaking a sweat. It's not even worthy of being used as a whetstone. And judging from El Cid's tone, this isn't even the real holy sword.

As expected, none of those who become Gold Saints are mediocre; they are not only strong but also good-looking.

"Do you Specters like to bury yourselves in the ground when you have nothing to do?"

This was a question that came from the depths of everyone's soul: Good heavens, several people have popped out of the ground! Are they hiding inside to escape the heat or what?

Chapter 385 The Holy Sword That Slices Through Space! Invading the Dream Realm!

The four Dream Gods emerged from the distorted space, surrounding El Cid in the center, with Phantasos subtly grasping El Cid's hand.

"What a good man, should I accept him?"

El Cid's expression remained unchanged as he slowly surveyed his surroundings. The presence of the four gods who govern dreams meant that the path to the Dream Realm was not far off.

[Ikeros: "I'll handle this guy. Get out of my way, Phantastos!!"]

The Illusionist, Phantasos, leaned directly against El Cid. Seeing Ikeros about to attack, he reluctantly moved away, saying, "What's wrong...can't we let him play a little longer?"

El Cid then turned his gaze to Ikeros: "Before we complete the mission of reclaiming Sisyphus, we can't afford to lose this life so easily."

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a golden sword aura, but Ikeros's body was covered in a grid of threads as he vanished into thin air. The sword aura pierced right through Ikeros's body, slicing the boulder behind him in two.

"Why are those little hands holding each other so naturally? It's hilarious! El Cid doesn't react at all."

"Good heavens, they're practically touching each other. This is the first time I've ever seen Specters and Saints so close together and still not fighting."

The expressions on the faces of the people from other worlds were rather subtle. This Capricorn El Cid seemed a bit too calm. He didn't even leave himself a safe distance from the Specters. What if they suddenly made a move?

Moreover, even as Phantasos leaned closer, El Cid's expression remained completely unchanged. If it were any other Saint, they would have already delivered a punch.

Jujutsu Kaisen World 6th Division Ryubabakai

"Oh?! This Ikeros is a spatial user. El Cid is going to be tough." Gojo Satoru adjusted his sunglasses slightly, revealing his deep blue eyes.

El Cid was clearly a physical attacker. Although his ability to unleash such sharp sword energy was indeed far beyond that of ordinary people, how could pure sword energy possibly defeat someone who manipulated space?

The sword energy that was unleashed was completely diverted, rendering it ineffective.

Haddock was also somewhat worried: "The four Dream Gods probably won't attack all at once, will they?"

Although Ikeros planned to fight alone, the others hadn't left yet. Who knew if the others would choose to attack together if Ikeros couldn't win?

After El Cid attempted to unleash several golden sword strikes, they were all teleported away by Ikeros using spatial teleportation.

Ikeros laughed without hesitation: "Heh heh heh, don't you understand? The difference between a god and a mere mortal."

When El Cid unleashed another golden sword strike at Ikeros, he was astonished to find that his sword strike was actually aimed at Erjur, who was flying towards him from the side.

"What...why did my sword energy come from the side?!"

The next moment, a severed arm, dripping with blood, flew through the air; El Cid's wrist, along with his Saint Cloth, had been severed by his own sword energy.

Ikeros, seeing El Cid remain silent, became even more interested: "Not even a scream, El Cid!"

Then, when El Cid questioned him, Ikeros thoughtfully explained how he had used space distortion to redirect El Cid's attack behind him.

[Metathos, standing to the side, even picked up El Cid's severed arm and rubbed it against his face in a rather perverse way: "A muscular and charming arm, so nice."]

The next moment, Ikeros, no longer wanting to linger, delivered a powerful punch to El Cid's face. El Cid skimmed the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, and flew hundreds of meters before plunging off a cliff, his fate unknown.

"Spatial abilities are against El Cidke. Are all Gold Saints masters of reverse attributes? Why do they always choose to fight those that are weak against them?"

"I just thought Phantasos was pretty, but El Cid was a bit ungrateful. Sorry, I misunderstood you, big brother... Turns out he's a pervert."

As expected, those with the word "god" in their name are as arrogant as ever, but their strength is equally formidable. Their spatial abilities alone make them difficult to deal with.

Although El Cid seemed to have been instantly defeated, none of the people from other worlds thought he was weak, considering that his sword aura had even severed his own Gold Cloth.

After all, the Grim Reaper had said before that this was a Gold Cloth that had never been broken since the age of mythology, and now El Cid had cut it off by his own strength.

Chaldea, the world of Type-Moon

"The current situation is a bit difficult. We lost one of our arms at the start..." Merlin shook his head. The already difficult situation was now even more difficult.

Although El Cid was knocked off a cliff and lost an arm, Merlin did not believe that El Cid's mission would end there.

None of the Gold Saints displayed simple will before, so these injuries are relatively minor compared to the previous ones.

Meanwhile, Dr. Roman, far away in Chaldea, put down his coffee: "Although he should not be dead, he should be too weak to fight again."

Although that indestructible sword energy could even cut through his own holy armor, it must have relied entirely on his right hand. Now, with his wrist severed, it was tantamount to crippling his martial arts.

The Myth of Hades

"El Cid...I..." Sisyphus felt a pang of guilt. It was all because of him that his friend had to challenge the Four Dream Gods alone, and had even lost an arm.

"Don't worry about it, Sisyphus! My blade is still sharp."

Before Sisyphus could finish speaking, El Cid interrupted him, his expression unchanged, as if the person on the screen with the severed arm wasn't him at all.

"If I were to lose like this, it would only prove that my sword, El Cid, is nothing special."

Sisyphus looked at El Cid, who still had the same aloof expression as always, and slowly felt relieved!

Yes... After all, El Cid is the most proud and aloof holy sword in the Sanctuary, and he won't be defeated so easily.

Seeing that El Cid below the cliff had completely stopped moving, the four Dream Gods hurriedly turned around and headed towards their next target, the location of Pegasus.

[The scene shifts, and Pegasus and his companions are still running swiftly through the forest. Hades' castle is almost in sight when suddenly the world turns gray.]

[The Dream God lightly tapped and slid his index finger down, and a dazzling light instantly shone forth, opening the gate to the Dream Realm.]

The God of Dreams, seeing Pegasus already engrossed in a dream, took Pegasus's soul and body together into Morphia, a place where only kings and heroes could slumber.

Meanwhile, in the forest, Yeren and Rangye also encountered Phantasos.

"Hard-Boiled Illusion"

A chilling illusion unfolded in an instant, rendering both of them completely immobile. They could only watch helplessly as the other extracted their soul and brought it into the dream world.

Within this dream realm, like a gilded cage, floated many different purple orbs of light. Phantasos chuckled, looking at the orb in his hand: "You two can stay in this beautiful dream...forever!"

[Click——]

Just then, a golden light cleaved through the dream realm. The next second, El Cid descended from the sky, slashing down at the enemy like a golden holy sword.

[Phantasos quickly dodged, and after regaining his footing, he couldn't believe what he was seeing—that a human could actually enter the dream world from the real world.]

[Phantasos's face darkened: "You should have been dealt with by Ikeros, why are you here?"] (Read exciting novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

El Cid said in a deep voice, "The single-edged sword you're holding is calling upon the Gold Cloth. Even if it's torn apart by the Dream Realm, the Cloth's voice won't disappear."

"I still have a blade in my hand, even if it is taken away or severed."

"Goodness, so he had a backup plan. I really hope this handsome El Cid doesn't die, it would be so heartbreaking."