Crossover Anime: Starting with a Simulated Online Game with the King

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At that moment, Xiao Mo was completely dumbfounded.

She looked at the sword in her hand, and she simply couldn't believe that she actually had the opportunity to touch this sword so closely!

At this moment, Xiao Mo was holding the Stone Sword tightly, and his eyes were even more fiery than Lin Ye's eyes when he looked at Artoria!

Lin Ye wasn't worried at all about Xiao Mo taking the sword for herself. A treasure always belongs to its master; no matter where it is, it will immediately return to its master's hands upon summoning it.

"You... what do you want to do?" Xiao Mo suddenly realized what was going on. She looked at Lin Ye in front of her with great suspicion. This man must have some bad intentions!

Lin Ye smiled and said to Xiao Mo, "Take this sword back to Camelot. When I give the order, immediately take the sword and launch a rebellion against the elegant Lion King. We'll work together from the inside and outside to launch the Camelot Incident. What do you say?"

"Ah?? No! Absolutely not!" Xiao Mo shook her head desperately.

"Why not? You've always wanted to be the King of Camelot, haven't you? Now is your time to prove yourself! The purest Pendragon royal blood flows in your veins! In your hand lies the Sword in the Stone, representing the right of succession! You've accepted the orders of your father, Artoria! Standing behind you is me, the chief of the 293rd Knight of the Round Table! I'll bring in a few more Knights of the Round Table later. Now! Two Camelot factions are laid out here. Tell me, which side is the legitimate one? Which side is the rebel? Think about it carefully."

Lin Ye fell silent after speaking. He believed that Xiao Mo would make the right choice; after all, she was Mordred!

Sure enough, Mordred gritted his teeth and looked at the sword in the stone in his hand again!

brush!

Suddenly, Xiao Mo stood up straight and raised the sword in the stone high in her hand! With her face that was exactly the same as the King's, Lin Ye actually saw a bit of the King's shadow when he drew his sword back then!

"I! Mordred! From childhood I have upheld the principles of loyalty between ruler and subject! I have fought for my father in countless battles! My loyalty is as clear as day! Now! My father has been bewitched by evil people! Lin Ye!"

"Yes!" Lin Ye replied casually, treating it as a way to amuse his daughter.

"Today, I will punish the Lion King on the orders of Heaven! I swear to restore Camelot's glory! Those who uphold righteousness will live! Those who violate chivalry will perish! Will you aid me?"

"We must go all out!"

"Very well! Then I will await your news!"

Finished shouting!

Little Mo then headed towards Camelot with the Sword in the Stone. Watching her petite yet determined figure, Lin Ye couldn't help but sigh.

"This little Mo... is surprisingly easy to coax."

Chapter 619 The Demonic Monk's Pectoral Muscles: Why Are They So Exaggerated?

After Xiao Mo left, the village returned to its usual tranquility. Everyone went back to continue their drinking and revelry, spending a happy and carefree night. Lin Ye also indulged in a few extra drinks and then slept soundly for a long time.

The next day, when Lin Ye woke up, the sun outside the window was already almost setting.

"Ah, who awakens first from the great dream? I know myself best in my own life. Thatched cottage... Sigh, Mashu, why are you looking at me like that?"

Lin Ye looked at the junior at the door with a puzzled expression. The junior was looking at him with a strange look in her eyes.

"Senior, this poem doesn't seem to be your line. It seems more appropriate for El-Melloi II to recite it."

Lin Ye...

"Mashu, don't be so rigid. Poetry is the same no matter who reads it."

Just as Lin Ye was considering whether to give his junior a lesson in common sense, a conversation outside the window caught his attention.

"Lord Arash, Cursed Wrist, this village is in your hands now. If anything happens, seek help from Boss Lin Ye. He is an omnipotent god who can solve anything."

"Hey! Curse Wrist, don't mythologize me, okay? You're putting a lot of pressure on me."

After washing up, Lin Ye came out of the room and saw Zhou Wan and Bai Mao fully armed, instructing Yan Zui and Arash, looking like they were about to go on a long trip.

"Boss, you're awake! We were trying not to wake you, but it seems we were still a bit too loud."

Lin Ye: "Whether the sound is loud or not doesn't matter to me. I can sleep or not right now, but for me, sleeping is still a very enjoyable thing. By the way, what are you guys doing?"

Upon hearing Lin Ye's question, the two naturally did not hesitate, and Bai Mao answered directly.

"Here's the thing, after my investigation, we discovered that one of our Hassans has been captured by Camelot, so we're going to rescue her."

Hassan, the Cursed Arm, nodded and added, "Actually, Hassan wouldn't normally be captured, because he would choose to commit suicide the moment he's captured. But this one is a bit special; she... isn't the type to commit suicide."

"I understand." Lin Ye nodded; he already knew who the Cursed Arm was referring to.

Silent Hassan, the Hassan born with a poisonous constitution. Her entire body was poisonous; to be precise, not only her body, but even the scent emanating from her was enough to kill instantly!

This ability would be a devastating weapon on the battlefield! Unfortunately, it seems somewhat weak in direct confrontations between Heroic Spirits.

After all, not everyone dies from poisoning like Chiron, Hercules, and Tristan, and besides, their tragic fates were changed by themselves.

Thinking of this, Lin Ye quietly said to them, "Since that's the case... then count me in."

"Huh?? This, boss, we're just going to rescue someone, not to launch a full-scale attack, there's no need for that!" Zhou Wan quickly waved his hand, feeling that Lin Ye was wasting his time doing this.

But Lin Ye didn't think so. He had plenty of time and wasn't afraid of wasting it. Besides, this wasn't really a waste of time.

Seeing Lin Ye's determined gaze, Zhou Wan nodded and prepared to go with Lin Ye.

Meanwhile, on a desolate wasteland

"Waaaaah! How scary! How scary! Waaaaah! I only drank a little bit of your water, why are you chasing me?!"

On the wasteland, a figure holding a Zen staff ran continuously, and perhaps due to the vigorous activity, her two large watermelons wobbled.

The figure was none other than the demonic monk Tang Sanzang. After leaving Camelot, she had been living a life of hardship, poverty, and destitution. Forget about having enough to eat and wear; just now, she had only taken a few sips of water by a lake, and these demonic beasts had chased her for eight hundred meters!

Tang Sanzang kept running, completely forgetting that he was also a powerful top-tier Servant. Perhaps in his mind, he was still a weak monk, not a powerful Heroic Spirit.

hum! !

Just as Tang Sanzang was about to embark on another marathon, suddenly, all the wild beasts in front of her stopped in their tracks. When Tang Sanzang turned around, she clearly saw that all the wild beasts in front of her had turned into incredibly hard stone statues!

"Are you alright?" a man's voice rang out. Tang Sanzang looked in the direction of the voice and saw three figures descending from the sky, like gods.

"Ah!! I'm finally saved!!" At this moment, Tang Sanzang was as happy as a child.

Looking at the sexy and alluring Tang Sanzang in front of him, Lin Ye's lips couldn't help but twitch.

Sigh... I really don't understand why Tang Sanzang's pectoral muscles are so exaggerated.

After silently repeating "This is Type-Moon, this is Type-Moon" to himself several times, Lin Ye looked helplessly at Sanzang and said...

"I mean... you're a dignified Heroic Spirit, being chased by wild beasts like that, isn't that a disgrace to Heroic Spirits?"

"I...I..." Sanzang sobbed, feeling wronged. "But I don't know how to fight at all. There are no disciples here, and I can't even hear the Bodhisattva's voice...I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have given my three disciples a break. But they also have their own things to do. Wujing has been single for so many years, and Wuneng got divorced once, but abandoning his wife and children is even more despicable! And Wukong..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Lin Ye stopped Sanzang's grumbling. Although Sanzang was of a different gender, his ability to nag was exactly the same.

"Alright, my name is Lin Ye, and these are Bai Mao and Zhou Wan. Just follow the direction I'm pointing, and you'll see a village. Then, just tell them my name."

"Lin Ye! What a name! That's wonderful! Are you also from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East?" Sanzang's eyes lit up as he looked at Lin Ye.

Rain after a long drought, meeting an old friend in a foreign land, the wedding night, and passing the imperial examination with flying colors.

It's so great to run into someone from my hometown in a place like this!

Seeing the excited Sanzang, Lin Ye couldn't bear to deny her words, after all...

Although the Tang Dynasty had been gone for a thousand years when he lived, as long as the Chinese civilization continues, we are all of the same ethnicity. It's not surprising that we're considered fellow countrymen.

Chapter 620 Xuanzang Tripitaka Wants to Take on Disciples

In the darkness of night, in Camelot's underground prison, the most heavily guarded place in the entire holy city of Camelot, Lin Ye appeared with three figures.

"We've arrived," Lin Ye said to the three of them.

Then, he saw Sanzang's eyes light up as he looked at Lin Ye in front of him and excitedly shouted.

"Lin Ye, Lin Ye! I suddenly feel that you have great potential. How about it? Why don't you become my disciple?"

Lin Ye rolled his eyes at Tang Sanzang, but before he could say anything, Bai Mao objected.

"Don't even think about it!"

Um? ?

Tang Sanzang didn't understand why Lin Ye was already upset before he could even speak.

Then she heard Bai Mao say, "Lin Ye is my master. You want to be my housewife? Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I don't agree!"

what!

Sanzang was stunned for a moment. Good heavens, there was an unexpected gain! No wonder he was chosen by Sanzang; at such a young age, he had already taught such an excellent disciple, who was very suitable to inherit his mantle.

"Lin Ye, think it over again. Don't let my appearance fool you, my three disciples are incredibly powerful. My eldest disciple is the Monkey King, who can wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace; my second disciple is Pigsy, who dared to flirt with Chang'e; and my third disciple is Sha Wujing, who smashed a glass goblet in anger. They are all top-notch heroes. If you become my disciple, with them protecting you, you'll have no obstacles in your path!"

Lin Ye: "No interest, thank you."

"Ah~" Sanzang was even more disappointed. She genuinely admired Lin Ye. She was absolutely certain she hadn't misjudged him. Unfortunately, he didn't seem interested in her at all.

Bai Mao couldn't help but chuckle to himself. As expected of his master, he never compromised except when it came to using a beauty trap.

Lin Ye stopped discussing these matters with Sanzang and looked at the Cursed Arm beside him, saying, "Let's go in and see where Tranquility is."

“Okay.” Cursed Wrist nodded, then led Lin Ye deeper into the dungeon.

They encountered many vengeful spirits along the way, but they all vanished in the face of Lin Xuan's Netherworld God Core. This scene excited Sanzang even more, who kept saying that Lin Ye was suitable for the inheritance of Buddhism.

Lin Ye didn't care about this at all.

Finally, the four arrived at a prison. Inside, a strong man was bound by chains imbued with magic. Although he was not injured, he looked quite disheveled.

"Touta! Touta!"