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

"clang--!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the Nibelungen region. Without the blessing of the sun, Gawain's strength was greatly diminished.

Mo Li effortlessly blocked all of his attacks.

"Hey, is that all you've got? If so, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

If we can take down Gawain here, it will likely be helpful for future battles.

Thinking of this, Mo Li's eyes instantly turned sharp, and he switched from defense to offense.

The torrential onslaught caught Gawain off guard, and he began to suffer small wounds all over his body.

"it's over!"

Mo Li shouted and, taking advantage of Gao Wen's exhaustion, shot out a black sword aura.

Gao Wen stared at the incoming slash, realizing it was too late to dodge, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

An arm shot towards the sky, blood splattering all over the ground.

In the moment of crisis, Gao Wen chose to sacrifice his left arm in order to barely save his life.

Seeing this, Mo Li stepped forward with his sword, his footsteps sounding like a judge summoning death.

"It's no use, you're still going to die in the end!"

Hearing Mo Li say this, Gao Wen didn't get angry but laughed instead, clutching his arm and enduring the pain as he said:

"You have no chance, my king, I am guilty!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light pierced the darkness in the sky and shone on Gawain.

Sensing the magic within, Mo Li frowned. It seemed impossible to kill him now.

I'm here to save people, not to fight a final battle.

With that thought in mind, Mo Li immediately disappeared from Gao Wen's sight and ran towards the execution square.

He encountered many righteous knights on the road, but none of them were a match for him; they were all killed.

And so, Mo Li rushed to the execution square without stopping.

Xiao Mo was tied to the execution rack, looking listless, with bloodstains at the corners of her mouth and her golden hair stained with blood. Only her faint breathing proved that she was still alive.

The execution rack was hung high on a wooden pole dozens of meters above the ground, and the cold night wind caused sores to appear on Xiao Mo's face.

Directly below Little Mori, the Lion King was looking at the uninvited guest with curiosity.

Agrave and Tristan stood behind the Lion King, where all of the Holy City's fighting force had gathered.

Seeing this, Mo Li knew that the battle was unavoidable, but the good news was that Gawain had been crippled and could not participate for the time being.

The Lion King looked Mo Li up and down, then asked:

"Are you the rebel who disrupted my sacred ritual?"

"I prefer you calling me Master, Artoria!"

Chapter 481 The Judgment, Scene of Domestic Violence

Upon hearing Mo Li's words, the Lion King was taken aback for a moment, and then felt a strange sense of familiarity from the person in front of him.

Just as Mo Li was about to continue speaking, Agravan, who was behind the Lion King, raised his hand.

Countless righteous knights appeared in the square, surrounding Mo Li.

Agravan sensed something was off about the Lion King, all because of the man before him. To ensure his plans went smoothly, this man could not be allowed to live.

Having made up his mind, Agrave used the Berserk Chains for the first time without the Lion King's permission, turning the silver-white Righteous Knights into Berserk Knights.

"Kill the intruders!"

In an instant, countless berserk knights, their eyes glowing red, charged directly towards Mo Li.

The Lion King did not stop Agravan's actions; his emerald green eyes were devoid of any emotion.

Mo Li narrowed his eyes; it seemed impossible to buy time through negotiation.

The Berserker Knights are already comparable to some ordinary Servants. Although one or two of them cannot pose a threat to Mo Li, thousands or thousands of them may not be.

Agraven already knew how powerful Moli was during the last dungeon raid, so he had made ample preparations—the quality might be lacking, but the quantity was plentiful.

"boom--!"

Mo Li casually blasted away the enemies that were rushing up from the enemy camp, clearing out an area in front of him.

However, they were quickly replaced by berserk knights who launched another attack on Mo Li.

"Yan Ling·Jun Yan!"

Junyan's clearing ability instantly turned the plaza into a fire, engulfing all the knights.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Li leaped onto the execution rack, preparing to untie Xiao Mo's restraints.

Just then, a red sound wave came, interrupting Mo Li's actions.

Mo Li looked down and saw Tristan with his eyes closed, plucking the strings of his harp, sending wave after wave of sound towards him.

Wielding his broken sword, Mo Li deflected each attack.

Seeing that Mo Li was about to cut Mordred's chains, Agraven quickly drew his sword, his body radiating black magic, and charged straight at Mo Li.

Two black chains shot out from Agravivan's arm, carrying a corrosive aura.

Seeing this, Mo Li wielded the Black Emperor Sword with impenetrable force, severing the chains the moment they touched the sword.

Then, with two clanging sounds, the chains binding Mordred fell to the ground.

Agravan frowned and immediately knelt before the Lion King, performing a knightly salute.

"My king, please take action and deliver holy judgment upon the rebels!"

The Lion King slowly nodded, raised his arm, and radiated a holy light.

A golden pillar of light appeared in the sky, containing even greater power than it had in the Eastern Village.

Mo Li wanted to withstand the attack head-on, but he was worried that Xiao Mo would be implicated.

As the pillar of light was about to fall on the execution rack, Mo Li made a tough decision, carried Xiao Mo on his back, held the broken sword, and his golden eyes shone brightly.

The moment the Black Emperor Sword made contact with the Pillar of Light, Mo Li was blasted into a mouthful of blood.

This was a move that no human could withstand, and Mo Li immediately felt a pang of regret.

The two were engulfed in the pillar of light, and apart from the Lion King and his two companions, there was no other sign of life in the entire plaza.

Agraven's eyes gleamed. In his view, Moli was the one who posed the greatest threat to the Lion King. Only when Moli was dead could he carry out his plan with complete peace of mind.

Meanwhile, Lancelot spent the entire night guarding the ruins, his heart filled with torment.

He was pondering whether or not to explain Mo Li's situation to Gudako and the others.

Just as dawn was breaking, Gudako and the others emerged from the ruins, each with a serious and earnest expression.

Just as Mo Li said, they found the truth about the burning of human reason inside.

Mash also learned the true name of the Heroic Spirit she had merged with: Galahad.

"Hey, where's Senior Mo Li?"

"Oh, you guys are out. Um... actually..."

Lancelot awkwardly stepped forward to greet them, his heart pounding with anxiety. He still hadn't figured out how to explain Mo Li's whereabouts to them.

When everyone saw that Lancelot was the only one outside, their expressions changed instantly.

"Could it be... that Senior Mo Li..."

"Impossible! With Master's strength, how could Lord Lancelot possibly defeat him by himself!"

"Hey, hey, that's the one thing I really don't want to hear you say that to me!"

Although it was the truth, hearing it from Bedivere's mouth made Lancelot feel uncomfortable.

In the end, Lancelot decided to help Mo Li conceal his whereabouts, and he could just make up any reason.

"The Mo Li you mentioned has already left, saying he's going to talk to the Sun King."

"The Sun King? Perfect, let's make the Sun King's Temple our next destination."

Lancelot's lips twitched a few times. "Are you guys really that infatuated? You follow him everywhere he goes."

This is terrible! If they go to the Sun King's territory and don't find Mo Li, I'll be in big trouble.

Lancelot now hopes that Mo Li can rescue Mordred as soon as possible, although he knows that is somewhat unrealistic.

"Lord Lancelot, do you know the true nature of the Holy Lance, and the Lion King's purpose?"

"You even know this? Tch, you couldn't hide it after all?"

"Knowing about the Holy Lance, yet still serving the King? Knowing it's wrong, yet still..."

"Enough with the chit-chat, I've said it before, none of the Knights of the Round Table are disloyal to the King!"

Perhaps if someone else had questioned Lancelot, he wouldn't have been so angry, but Bedivere was the only one he didn't want to be spoken to like that by him, especially in front of strangers.

The two sides were on the verge of exchanging blows when Mashu stepped forward.

"Knight Lancelot, how can you still be considered King Arthur's most beloved knight?"

"If you have doubts about the king, you should correct them; if the king is wrong, you should fight him!"

"This should be your chivalry, this is the responsibility that only you can bear!"

Mash's words left Lancelot stunned. Staring at the unfamiliar yet familiar clothes and the large shield in Mash's hand, Lancelot was a little confused.

"Wait, wait a minute, just a little while! This tone of voice that doesn't treat your father like a father, and the hair covering one eye... you wouldn't be—!"

Lancelot's heart skipped a beat; a bad feeling crept into his mind.

Sure enough, Mashu strode up to Lancelot and said in an extremely serious and solemn tone:

"I am Mash Kyrielight, and my true name as a Heroic Spirit is Galahad. I stake this Spirit Origin on severing the impurity of the Round Table!"

After saying that, Mash charged forward with her great shield, and her entire spirit origin was elevated.

Upon hearing Mashu's real name, Lancelot's face turned ashen, as if he had just eaten a bitter melon, showing his reluctance.

From the very beginning of the battle, Lancelot was at a disadvantage. No, it should be said that he didn't fight back at all and was constantly on the defensive, unable to even defend himself.

Conversely, Mash, wielding a large shield, launched a frenzied attack.

The domestic conflict, filled with both harmony and violence, left everyone present wide-eyed.

"Ugh, this devastating blow that pierced through flesh and penetrated deep into bone, it was..."

"A man like you, as a knight and as a father, don't you feel ashamed?"

Chapter 482 Replenishing Magic, Enchantress Morgan

dark……

Mo Li was met with complete darkness, so dark that he could not see his own hand in front of his face. He could feel a tearing pain in his body, and even moving was a luxury.

At the last moment of his clash with the Pillar of Light, a mysterious Servant saved him.

Although he couldn't see the person's face clearly, Mo Li's ample experience told him that it was a woman.

After her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, Mo Li began to try moving her body.

He soon discovered that his arm was being pressed down by some kind of round object.

With great effort, Mo Li turned around and saw a beautiful silver-haired woman with a good figure sleeping beside him.

His arm was being used as a pillow, pressed against the back of the man's head.

Gazing at that alluring body, Mo Li swallowed hard, quickly closed his eyes, and silently prayed, "I didn't mean to."

Mo Li's movements seemed to wake the sleeping beauty. She slowly opened her eyes, her blue pupils captivating at first glance.

"Hmm, just as I estimated. You're awake, Demon King!"

The woman seemed unconcerned about her body being seen; instead, she moved closer and pressed herself against Mo Li's chest.

"No, your injury hasn't healed yet. I advise you not to move around!"

Mo Li gave a wry smile as the woman pushed him back down onto the bed.