Crossover Anime: Offering Myself as a Sacrifice to the Sword? I Choose to Be the Great Demon King

"Goodbye, Lord Bedivere. I suppose we'll never meet again."

After saying that, Tristan completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

As everyone watched the descending pillar of light, they felt utterly hopeless; its power was something they could not withstand.

Dr. Roman's image suddenly appeared in the air, and he was seen urgently calling for everyone to leave.

"High-density magical reaction confirmed in the air! Everyone, get out of there immediately!"

"How could we possibly leave, Jingmi? You should know what we're supposed to do, right?"

Cursed Arm Hassan and Serenity Hassan exchanged a glance and silently made a decision.

"Yes, even if we die here, we will escort Lady Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others away!"

Gudako shook her head. In such a short time, they couldn't possibly escape the range of the pillar of light. Even Servants with speed A couldn't escape.

"By the way, where is Senior Mo Li? Where did he go?"

"He went to the temple to see the First Elder of the Mountain. Leave the rest to me!"

Arash slowly emerged from the darkness. After being healed by Mori with the Fourth Bullet, he continued to fight the Knights of Purification.

Just now, he suddenly realized his mission, that he had been summoned for this very moment.

“Arash…you…”

"Your destination is not here. Go to the cave behind you. We're counting on you to take care of the survivors."

"Lord Arash, even... even you would do such a thing..."

Bedivere seemed to see the death wish in Arash's eyes, and his heart was filled with unbearable grief.

Arash lowered his head, staring blankly at the bow and arrow in his hand. This was the destiny he was destined for as a great hero.

"Come, God of creation, witness my deeds, my death, and my holy sacrifice!"

"When I unleash this all-out attack, my resilient body will shatter instantly!"

"meteor……"

"Wait a minute, Lord Arash, something seems amiss!"

Just as Arash was about to unleash his Noble Phantasm, Hassan the Cursed Arm rushed forward to stop him.

Everyone looked up and saw a huge black dragon soaring into the sky, circling the pillar of light.

A clear dragon roar rang out, forcing everyone to cover their ears.

"That...what exactly is..."

"Wow, it's huge! It's even bigger than Fafnir, the evil dragon we encountered in France!"

"Hey, you, this is clearly my performance time!"

Arash put down his bow, a slight smile playing on his lips. It felt so good to be alive.

With his clairvoyance, he naturally knew that the black dragon in the sky was Mo Li's true form, but this kind of heroic act didn't seem quite suitable for this king from another world.

"Lord Arash, do you know the origin of that black dragon?"

"Oh, and you all know each other!"

"Could it be... Could it be that..."

Gudako looked up with a look of surprise, her fists clenching unconsciously, a surge of excitement welling up inside her.

Chapter 478 Crisis Resolved, News from Atlas Institute

Arash slowly lowered the bow in his hand, completely relaxed, and sat down on the ground.

Mo Li, transformed into a black dragon, soared into the clouds, flapping his enormous wings in mid-air.

Behind Mo Li, a fire domain composed of fire rain gradually formed.

All that could be heard was a dragon's roar as the fire domain clashed with the holy light.

In an instant, Gudako seemed to be in a rift in the world, surrounded by nothingness and with lightning swirling around her.

Mashu, Da Vinci, and the others had long since disappeared. Just as she was about to shout, a bright light appeared before her eyes once again.

"Just now……"

"Senior...you felt it too...?"

Not only Gudako, but almost everyone and every Heroic Spirit in the world experienced the same scene.

Gudako looked up again and saw that the sky was burned red by flames, fiercely resisting the invasion of holy light.

Mo Li's golden eyes shone brightly, and just one glance was enough to make one feel as if they were in hell, their whole body turning ice cold.

All that everyone heard was a majestic voice in their ears:

"In the name of ruling the Demon Lord, Saber, you have overstepped your bounds!"

Artoria, who was standing on the city wall in the Holy Capital and releasing her Noble Phantasm, was stunned. The familiar voice caused her consciousness to be interrupted for a few seconds.

No matter how hard she tried to recall, she couldn't figure out who the voice belonged to.

For the first time, a look of confusion appeared in Artoria's emerald green eyes, a feeling she had never experienced before.

"I want to meet the owner of this voice."

Such a voice suddenly arose in my heart.

Seeing this, Gao Wen immediately stepped forward and asked:

"My king, what's wrong with you?"

Artoria shook her head; the magic within her body seemed to be infected by something and was gradually disappearing.

The next second, the holy light pillar with a power exceeding three hundred billion vanished instantly, leaving only the figure of the Black King in the sky.

Mo Li knew that his plan had succeeded. He used the conductive properties of the Noble Phantasm to transfer the magic control spell to Artoria's body through the Holy Light, which is the Holy Lance.

Crisis resolved.

Mo Li slowly landed in front of everyone, and the ground trembled as the Black King's massive body appeared.

Everyone was made somewhat breathless by the oppressive aura unintentionally released by Mo Li.

Mashu cautiously stepped forward, raised one hand, and asked:

"Arno, are you... Senior Mo Li...?"

Looking at the figure towering above the mountain peak, Mash could only stay upright by relying on the large shield beside her.

A hint of amusement flashed in Mo Li's eyes as he said in a joking tone:

"My name is Despair. When the roots are devoured and the World Tree decays, I will appear!"

Before anyone could react, Dr. Roman's voice reached their ears.

"You...you are Nidhogg, the black dragon in Norse mythology who dwells at the base of the World Tree, symbolizing despair and supremacy, and who brings Ragnarok?"

"Eh……?!"

Everyone shouted in unison, looking at Mo Li with incredulous eyes.

No one expected that the legendary monster would descend upon this place and save them.

Arash and Bedivere exchanged a glance, gave a wry smile, and remained silent.

Da Vinci's curiosity activated his genius genes, and he ran to Mo Li at an extremely fast speed, his eyes shining as if he wanted to dissect Mo Li.

"As payment for saving you, offer your sacrifices!"

"Huh? A ritual? What's that?"

"I feed on despair; choose one of you to be my meal!"

"why is it like this?!"

Mashu shook her head frantically, looking unwilling, and even raised her large shield to block Gudako.

Seeing this, Mo Li stretched out his huge claws and swung them at Mash's shield.

A strong gust of wind rushed towards Mash. Mash closed her eyes tightly, gripped the handle of the great shield tightly, and prepared to face the Black King with the determination to die.

After a long time, the pain that Mashu remembered did not come. Instead, a pair of large hands gently stroked her hair.

When she opened her eyes, the black dragon was nowhere to be seen; all that remained was Mo Li, who was smiling.

"Mo Li... Senior...?"

"Hey, Mashu, you're very brave!"

Mashu let out a long sigh, feeling utterly exhausted, as if she were about to collapse to the ground.

Fortunately, Mo Li reacted quickly and caught Mashu from the front, then picked her up in a princess carry.

"Um...no...I can walk by myself..."

Mashu's face turned bright red in an instant, and she struggled to get down from Mo Li's arms.

But her strength was no match for Mo Li's. Mo Li gently patted Mashu's butt, and Mashu froze, her body stiffening and white smoke rising from her forehead.

Mo Li chuckled softly, and amidst Gudako's envious gaze, carried Mash all the way back to the Eastern Village.

After the battles between Tristan and Lancelot, the village of the East was nearly paralyzed.

Injured villagers can be seen everywhere, the fire is still burning, and necessities such as food and houses have been destroyed.

"It's really too much!"

Looking at the scene before him, Sanzang couldn't help but step forward and begin to perform a ritual to help the souls of the deceased villagers find peace.

Mo Li recalled what King Hassan had said to him in the temple, turned around and asked:

"By the way, Bai Mao, do you know where the Atlas Academy is?"

"Atlas Academy? Your Highness Mo Li, how did you find out about this place?"

Judging from the expression on Baimao Hassan's face, this place is clearly not as simple as it seems.

Mo Li briefly explained what he had seen and heard in the temple and relayed King Hassan's words to 087 and the others.

Hassan Baimao looked as if he had just realized something, and then said firmly:

"That was originally a site favored by Osmandis, but it seems that the guy couldn't investigate it either. The exact location is on this map."

As he spoke, Bai Mao Hassan took out a map made of kraft paper from his pocket and handed it to Mo Li.

Mo Li held up the map, which didn't look like it would be easy to find.

"The desert is so vast, where do we even begin? Aren't there any road signs or anything?"

"I heard that suspicious figures have been frequently seen near the ruins recently. They are said to be Westerners wearing a headscarf and clothes that look like a black cloak."

"What kind of road sign is this? Forget it, I'll just read the 'Whispering Book' instead!"

Mo Li curled her lip, her confidence in the map plummeting.

Summoning the Whispering Scroll, Mo Li began searching for the detailed address of the Atlas Academy.

Seeing this, Gudako quickly came over, grabbed Mo Li's arm with both hands, and shook it repeatedly:

"Senior Mo Li, where are you going? Can I go with you?"

"Sanzang and Bedivere can come with me. You just stay here and don't go anywhere!"

"Why is this happening? I want to go!"

Gudako started rolling around on the ground, as if to say, "I won't get up until you agree."

Mo Li couldn't stand her noise any longer, so she had no choice but to nod.

Chapter 479 Lancelot Attacks, Mordred Captured

"boom--!"

The enormous body of the Sphinx fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Mo Li stood atop the Sphinx, his face full of disdain, and turned to ask:

"How many of these are here to cause trouble?"

"This is the fourteenth one already. They seem to be patrolling and monitoring the area. Does this mean we're getting closer to our destination?"