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

In 1783, in the western wilderness of North America.

A fierce wind whipped up sand and gravel, sweeping across this crimson wasteland.

There wasn't a trace of moisture in the air, only a strong smell of blood and the stench of burnt magic.

This is not the War of Independence recorded in history books, but a battlefield ravaged by mythical creatures.

"Ha ha……"

Fujimaru Ritsuka hid behind a huge rock, panting heavily.

Her uniform was torn in several places, and her face was covered in dust.

"Mash...can you hold on?"

"No problem, senior!"

Mash Kyrielight held up the huge cross shield, standing firmly in front of Ritsuka.

Her arms trembled slightly, but her eyes remained firm:

"As long as I don't fall, no one can hurt you, senior!"

Ahead of them, hundreds of warriors clad in Celtic-style leather armor and radiating a frenzied red glow surged forward like zombies.

These are not ordinary humans, but mass-produced "Celtic elites" enhanced by the magic of the Holy Grail.

In the center of the zombie horde, a purple-haired woman dressed in a tight-fitting purple battle suit and wielding two crimson spears moved through the enemy ranks as if dancing.

Scáthach.

The Queen of the Land of Shadows, a god-slayer, and... a proud, solitary warrior who yearns for death.

"There are too many."

Scáthach casually pierced the throats of three enemies with a single shot, yet her eyes remained cold.

These grunts posed no threat to her, but their endless numbers were incredibly annoying.

And she also had to take care of the two Chaldean little ones.

"Honestly, I just wanted to go for a walk, how did I end up with two burdens?"

Scáthach sighed, and with a sudden sweep of her magic spear [Gáe Bolg Alternative], she wiped out all enemies within a ten-meter radius.

"It seems... I have no choice but to be a little more serious and open a path to get them out."

Just as Scáthach was preparing to force her way out—

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!!

The sky suddenly split open.

The originally dim sky was forcibly torn open by a golden spatial rift, and then a terrifying pressure descended!

"What is that?!"

Scáthach's movements suddenly stopped.

Her "wisdom of the magical realm" is frantically alarming.

That's neither a Servant nor a Monster.

That's... a monster of the "Star Calamity" level?

"Get out of the way! Everyone blocking the way, get out of my way!!"

A roar full of energy descended from the sky.

Boom!

A red and white "meteor" crashed heavily into the area where the Celtic warriors were most concentrated.

The earth shattered, and the shockwave, mixed with red lightning, instantly turned hundreds of soldiers within a fifty-meter radius into mincemeat.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Mordred, carrying the still-steaming magic sword, crushed an enemy's head with a single stomp and arrogantly wiped his nose:

"Tch, so this is what they call a mythological battle? Why are they all such fragile pieces that crumble at the slightest touch?"

"S-Senpai! That's...?" Mashu's eyes widened in surprise.

Before she could even utter a sound, more figures fell one after another.

"It's so dirty."

Morgan hovered in mid-air, his toes three inches off the ground, casually swinging his magic spear.

The hundreds of Celtic warriors who were about to charge forward on the left flank were instantly crushed into mincemeat by gravity, without even having time to scream.

"The ingredients here don't look very good."

After landing, Tamamo-neko sniffed the ground and shook its head in disgust.

"It smells like pure muscle and preservatives! Cats refuse to cook this stuff!"

Finally, a golden beam of light slowly descended in front of Scáthach.

The light faded, revealing a man in a black trench coat with his hands in his pockets.

Luo Chen.

He stood there, without releasing any magic, yet the space around him distorted slightly as it could not withstand his terrifying presence.

"Hey, Ritsuka, Mashu."

Luo Chen turned his head and greeted the two people behind the rock, "I heard you were bullied? I brought some people to settle things for you."

"Mr. Luo Chen!!!"

Ritsuka couldn't hold back any longer and rushed out from behind the rock, overwhelmed with excitement at finally seeing the big boss.

"You've finally arrived! Waaaaah... The enemies here are so uncivilized! It's all gang fighting!"

"Don't worry, now it's our turn to gang up on them."

Luo Chen smiled, then turned his head to look at the purple-haired queen standing not far from him.

Scáthach was also sizing up Luo Chen at this moment.

The indifference and weariness that had been in those wine-red eyes had vanished, replaced by an unprecedented fervor and...desire.

"A powerful physique, boundless magical energy, and that terrifying aura that surpasses even the gods..."

Scáthach's twin pistols trembled slightly.

It wasn't out of fear, but out of excitement.

Throughout her long life, she sought death, seeking a powerful being who could kill her immortal body.

And now, she feels like she has found it.

"Who are you?"

Scáthach spoke, her voice husky and magnetic:

"Ordinary Heroic Spirits couldn't possibly possess a Spirit Origin of this scale. You are... the incarnation of a top-tier dragon?"

"I am Luo Chen."

Luo Chen looked at the legendary Queen of the Shadow Kingdom.

Her perfect figure encased in a tight-fitting outfit, her mature and aloof demeanor, and the sense of loneliness that comes with having weathered many storms.

I have to say, this really hit his sweet spot.

"As for whether I am a dragon..."

Luo Chen's lips curled up slightly. He took a step and instantly covered a distance of dozens of meters, appearing directly in front of Scáthach.

The two faces were less than ten centimeters apart.

hum!

The crimson dragon unleashed its full pressure, colliding violently with the death aura emanating from Scáthach, sparking a burst of visible magical energy.

"You can come and confirm it for yourself, Your Majesty."

Luo Chen stared into her eyes, his crimson-gold vertical pupils filled with undisguised aggression:

"I heard you're hiring someone to kill you?"

"What a coincidence. Although I don't like killing, I'm very good at...making proud women 'die and come back to life'."

This is an extremely dangerous pun.

Anyone who was an adult present understood immediately.

"Oh……"

Scáthach paused for a moment, then let out a seductive chuckle.

Instead of retreating, she met Luo Chen's gaze head-on, the demonic spear twirling between her fingertips:

"An interesting man."

"You want to make me 'die and come back to life'? You've got quite the nerve."

"In this long eternity, you are the first man to dare speak to me like this."

"but……"

Scáthach's eyes narrowed, and her red spear shot out instantly, aimed directly at Luo Chen's throat:

"Talk is cheap. If you want to conquer the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom, you'd better prove you have the ability!"

clang!

Luo Chen used only two fingers to pinch the tip of the demonic spear, which was powerful enough to pierce the heart of a god.

"What?!" Scáthach's pupils contracted slightly.

"Let's skip the probing."

Luo Chen tightened his fingers, and the demonic spear let out a mournful cry.

He looked at Scáthach, his smile growing even more unrestrained:

"After I clean up the trash around here, we'll find a quiet place and slowly 'spar' with each other."

"I'll show you... what real 'gun skills' really are."

After saying that, Luo Chen released his grip and turned to face the Celtic army that had been routed by the Round Table's friends and relatives.

"Melsen! Lydia! Mordred!"

Luo Chen gave the order:

"Stop messing around! Wipe them all out!"

"learn!"

"Watch me!"

Boom boom boom—!

Magical light of various colors exploded across the wasteland.

The so-called Celtic elite were completely annihilated in less than a minute under the overwhelming attack of the Knights of the Round Table.

Seeing the one-sided massacre, Scáthach put away her dual pistols.

She looked at Luo Chen's back, which was full of absolute confidence, and stuck out her tongue to gently lick her bright red lips.

That heart, which had been dormant for thousands of years, began to beat again after a long time.

"Luo Chen...?"

"Looks like... this singularity won't be boring."