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

"So you've channeled all the power of the Holy Grail into your wings? You're quite clever."

After saying that, Mo Li increased his speed again and summoned the Black Emperor Sword, wielding sword energy in the air to launch an attack.

Rahmu was struck in the wing head-on, and even with the blessing of the Holy Grail, he still felt the pain.

With the Persian Gulf right in front of him, Rahmu ignored the pain and headed straight for the sea surface.

Mo Li knew she couldn't let Rahmu in, so she slowly closed her eyes.

"I'm counting on you again, Kurumi!"

"Zaphkiel!"

A long spear, symbolizing the hour and minute hands, appeared in Mo Li's hand, and he pulled the trigger, aiming it at Rahmu in front of him.

"Seventh Bullet (Zayin)!"

As if sensing the danger behind him, Rahmu dodged the incoming bullet by sidestepping.

Mo Li narrowed his eyes and fired several Seventh Bullets in succession, all of which were narrowly dodged by Rahmu.

"I don't believe you can escape like this."

Pulling the trigger again, as Seven was launched, Mo Li activated Divine Might.

The bullet vanished instantly, and when it reappeared, it came straight from in front of Rahmu.

At such a short distance, Rahmu had no time to react; the seventh bullet hit perfectly.

Chapter 536 Morgan's Dark Side, Saving Siduri

Just a second before Rahmu entered the bay, it was hit by the Seventh Bullet and stopped in mid-air.

Mo Li grabbed its two wings, a fierce glint in his eyes, and pulled hard, uprooting the wings.

Blood flowed down Rahmu's back, and despite the immense pain, it could not utter a sound.

Just as Mo Li was about to take out the Holy Grail, a clump of black sludge suddenly sprang up from the calm sea surface, engulfing Rahmu and instantly turning into a pool of blood.

Mo Li frowned slightly, then widened her eyes, looking incredulous.

"Morgan...!"

Appearing before Mo Li was Morgan, who had been corrupted and exuded a strange black aura.

Morgan tilted his head, looking at Mo Li with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, his blood-red eyes sending chills down one's spine.

"You didn't think I was dead, did you? The Holy Grail will be sent to Mother. You humans are outdated. But if you want to chase '140,' I'll lend you a hand..."

"Send your head to the Black Sea!"

Mo Li clenched his fists tightly, his expression extremely ugly, but he dared not make any move.

He watched helplessly as Morgan threw the Holy Grail into the sea, but none of that mattered anymore.

Now, all Mo Li could think about was the moment Morgan gave him the crystal ball. Until he lost his mind, she was still thinking about him, so how could he bear to do it?

Although the person in front of me has the same spiritual origin and appearance, their inner selves are completely different.

"Have you fallen so low as to call yourself a child of Tiamat?!"

"That's right! This is the first time I've ever felt so comfortable."

Morgan's face lit up with pleasure as he slowly drew the Lake Sword from his waist and charged at Mo Li.

Faced with Morgan's attack, Mo Li showed a hint of hesitation.

He didn't want to hurt Morgan, but he also didn't want to give up, so he had no choice but to dodge.

Morgan's attacks were deadly, his eyes were covered in blood, and each attack was aimed directly at Morley's vitals.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Morgan's condition became increasingly manic, and she was no longer the Lady of the Lake she once was.

“Morgan, I can die by your hand, but…”

With his Mystic Eyes of Death Perception lit up, Mo Li blocked Morgan's attack and then stabbed at the Death Line with his backhand.

"I absolutely cannot die until you recover!"

With a "poof," the corrupted Morgan turned into particles and disappeared in front of Mo Li.

Mo Li was breathing heavily. He knew that Morgan was not dead. He had only killed a clone.

"I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you properly after you recover."

As soon as he finished speaking, Morgan's voice rang out from behind Mo Li.

"That's too late. How about we make it up to you now?"

Looking at Morgan in front of him, Mo Li gave a bitter smile. This was all his fault. No matter what, he was the one who owed him. Was this retribution?

"Die! Die like ants! Arthur, Knights of the Round Table, Britain, die! I will kill you all, I will kill all of humanity!"

Gradually, two, three, four...

Hundreds of Morgans appeared before Mo Li, and their numbers continued to grow.

"Wow, so many people? This is a bit overwhelming!"

Mo Li could see that all the Morgans in front of him were independent individuals, and killing only one or two would be of no use.

To eliminate them all, their spirit cores must be shattered simultaneously.

"I told you, I will kill you. Only a treasure capable of completely evaporating this ocean can defeat me. Do you have that ability?"

When faced with Morgan's question, Mo Li really wanted to tell her "yes," and more than one.

But clearly, Mo Li wouldn't do that.

"Sigh, consider this a failure, Morgan. I'll make sure you recover next time we meet."

Mo Li remembered that she still had things to do, and she still had an unfinished deal with Gilgamesh.

He simply couldn't bring himself to attack Morgan, so he had no choice but to retreat.

After saying that, Mo Li used his divine power to disappear from Morgan's sight, but he was in great pain.

For the first time, this was the first time Mo Li had ever felt the pain of heartbreak.

They rushed back to Eridu as fast as they could, only to find Rahmu's body on the ground; Jingu was nowhere to be found.

Using the whispered tales, Mo Li accurately located Siduri's location.

When he arrived, a flash of anger crossed his eyes.

Several Rahmu corpses lay on the ground, and the scent of Jingu lingered not far away.

Mo Li slowly walked to one of the corpses of Rahmu and sighed.

It should have been expected that the Rahmu feed on humans in order to reproduce inside them.

Siduri was the same, except that she retained her human thoughts.

Seeing that the deal with Gilgamesh had failed, Mo Li couldn't help but slam his fist on the ground.

"Tch, still a step too late?"

"Don't you have that Contract Law? You should be able to save her, right?"

Gorgon's voice came into Mo Li's ears.

Mo Li was stunned for a moment, then realized that Gorgon had recovered from his serious injuries.

When Mo Li severed her lifeline, in order to prevent Anna from dying as well, Mo Li signed a contract with Gorgon.

Since then, Gorgon has been recuperating in the Divine Might Space and has only recently awakened.

How is your injury healing?

"Without the Holy Grail, I can only use half of my divine power at the moment."

Gorgon's voice sounded rather weak, suggesting that her condition was not good.

Mo Li turned his gaze to Siduri's corpse, feeling somewhat hesitant.

It wasn't that he was worried about the number of slots; with his current strength, contracting tens of thousands of people was no problem at all.

The main reason is that Siduri's strength is really too weak, and she is Gilgamesh's confidante. To be honest, rashly making a contract with her wouldn't be of much help to him.

However, he needs Gilgamesh's help right now, and for the sake of the deal, this is the only way.

Mo Li sighed and placed his hand on Siduri's wound, a blue light emanating from his palm.

With his underworld spiritual status, resurrecting an ordinary person would be incredibly easy for him.

Soon, Siduri's appearance began to change.

As Rahmu gradually returned to his original appearance, his heart began to pound.

"here it is……"

Siduri slowly opened her eyes, her mind a complete mess. Wasn't she killed by Rahmu 5.3?

She suddenly felt a warmth, and Siduri slowly shifted her gaze to her exposed body.

"Aa ...

Mo Li couldn't help but cover her ears and let out a disdainful laugh.

"What's so great about calling it that? If you have one, fine, but what's the point of calling someone who's flat-chested?"

"You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you... what... this is..."

Siduli quickly covered her private parts, her face flushed, and she stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence. Only one thought occupied her mind: I am no longer clean.

Mo Li pursed her lips, took off her shirt and threw it at Xiduli, then turned her back.

"Change quickly, it's not safe here, we need to get back to Uruk!"

Siduri quietly raised her head, saw Mo Li with his back turned, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and even stuck out her tongue.

Chapter 537 Mo Li's Excitement, The Legend of Tiamat

"Senior Mo Li, how's the situation on your end?"

Just as Mo Li was carrying Siduri toward Uruk, the communicator on his wrist rang.

This was given to him by Dr. Roman when he was in Chaldea, but he had never used it.

Gudako's voice came from inside, so the situation over there must not be very optimistic.

Mo Li sighed and replied as he flew:

"The Holy Grail has fallen into Tiamat's hands and is now on its way back. How are things on your end?"

"Yes, the king has deployed 360 large bows in all directions to intercept Rahmu."

Upon hearing this, Siduri on Mo Li's back frowned, seemingly lost in thought.

"Come back as soon as possible. I can only hold them off for about an hour, but if it goes on any longer, the soldiers will not be able to hold on, and so will my magic. Also, Siduri, what's with that expression?"

Gilgamesh instantly noticed Siduri's worried expression. Although he was happy that she was alive, he still complained aloud.

Mo Li mentally estimated the time; an hour would be enough for him to get back to Uruk.

"Time is of the essence, there's no time to investigate further. Let me tell you about the current intelligence first."

"First, the blackened seawater is Tiamat's power. It will erode any living being it touches, copying its power onto the cells and making them its subordinates. Whether it is a servant or a human, as long as they touch that black mud, they will be immediately won over by the god Tiamat."

Upon hearing this, Mo Li's face turned serious. It seemed that things were not as simple as he had imagined.

Black mud is Tiamat's power itself, and it has the effect of stripping away consciousness and forcibly corrupting people.

However, I have tried contact with black mud myself, but it had no effect.

In other words, no one in the world, except himself, can escape the captivity of the black mud.

What Mo Li didn't know was that his immunity was due not only to the effect of the Spirit Grid he controlled, but more importantly, to the protection of the Fairy of Lake Morgan.

"Secondly, the abnormal water level. From the moment the Holy Grail was taken away, the water level has been increasing every minute. According to calculations, the Black Sea will engulf the Persian Gulf in three hours, causing something even more serious than the great flood that destroyed Mesopotamia, turning any life it touches into monsters..."

"In that case, Uruk... no, human history will be finished. The foundation of urban society, Mesopotamia, one of the four great civilizations, will completely collapse if it becomes a world of monsters!"

The doctor concluded by saying that all their efforts so far would be in vain.

"Hehehehe...hahahahahahaha..."