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

"Caster!"

"Oh, I was all prepared. Take this, Archer!"

A huge fireball hurtled towards the direction of the Heroic Spirit Emiya, and Mo Li quickly dodged it.

Chapter 12: Searching for Avalon, Noble Phantasm Clash

With a deafening roar, the fireball struck the Heroic Spirit Emiya with perfect accuracy, causing a massive explosion.

Mo Li and Cú Chulainn stood together, their eyes both fixed on the figure in the dust.

As the smoke cleared, the wounded Heroic Spirit Emiya appeared before the two.

"I underestimated you, Saber's Master. You won't be so lucky next time!"

After finishing his sentence, Heroic Spirit Emiya retreated at an extremely fast speed, running towards the distance.

"You bastard, don't run away! Keep fighting if you dare!"

"Forget it, Caster. That person is injured and probably won't be coming back for a while."

Mo Li stopped Cú Chulainn from continuing the pursuit, since they would eventually have to fight him anyway, so there was no need to worry about this short time.

The most important thing now is to eliminate the other Servants; Mo Li doesn't want anyone to attack her from behind while she's fighting Saber.

Therefore, Mo Li set her sights on Assassin as her first target; this Servant had to be eliminated.

"Speaking of which, to defeat a Servant while still human, Master, how many secrets are you still keeping from me?"

"Oh dear, didn't I tell you I'm the Demon King?"

"A demon...a demon king? There isn't one, you bastard!"

"Heh, even if you wanted to break the contract now, you can't, Caster."

Mo Li deactivated his dragon form and sat down on the ground. He found that the side effects were getting smaller and smaller each time he used Bloodlust. The stamina that used to take a whole day to recover now only took a few hours.

Perhaps it's because the dragon blood in his body is becoming purer. Fortunately, the Demon King Seed is suppressing it, otherwise, Mo Li might really have become a dragon.

Cú Chulainn wasn't the type to go back on his word, especially since Mo Li had just saved his life.

"It doesn't matter who I make a contract with, I just want to get this over with as soon as possible."

"Haha, it's rare that we share the same thoughts, Wang-chan!"

"I told you not to call me Wang-chan, you jerk!"

Cú Chulainn has a strong reaction to this title. Even if he is called Cú Chulainn's fierce dog, he probably doesn't like being called "Woof-chan" by his Master.

After the joke, Cú Chulainn became serious and asked Mo Li:

"So, where should we go next? Archer already knows about this place."

"Yes, we can't use this position anymore. I'm sure next time Archer won't be coming alone, so we need to take the initiative!"

"Take the initiative? Just the two of us?"

"Don't worry, although the other Servants have been corrupted by Saber, they are not acting in concert. We have a chance."

Cú Chulainn was skeptical of what Moli said, but he couldn't find a better solution.

After resting on the ground for a while, Mo Li stood up and suddenly remembered that there was another life-saving item.

If everyone in this world dies, then Shirou Emiya probably won't escape it either, and the Avalon within him shouldn't disappear with it.

Artoria knew that Avalon was with Shirou Emiya. If she obtained Avalon, even if Chaldea united, they might not be able to defeat her.

"Hopefully Saber didn't take it, Caster, let's go!"

"Departure? Where to?"

Mo Li did not answer Cú Chulainn's question; anxiously, he only hoped to find Avalon before Artoria.

Before long, the two arrived at the Emiya residence. Looking at the house, now reduced to a mere frame by fire, Cú Chulainn asked, somewhat puzzled:

"Isn't this the red-haired kid's house? Master, what are you doing here?"

"Stop asking, quickly look for a prop that looks like a sword sheath!"

The sword sheath puzzled Cú Chulainn, who felt that Mo Li clearly knew many things but simply wouldn't say them.

Mo Li furiously frantically ransacked the room, hoping to find Avalon.

Although Cú Chulainn did not understand what Mo Li meant, he still searched earnestly.

"Hey, Master, is this the scabbard you're talking about?"

Amidst a cloud of dust, Cú Chulainn found the scabbard that Moli had mentioned and immediately shouted.

Upon hearing the sound of 89 three 9, Mo Li ran to Cú Chulainn's side, looked at Avalon lying on the ground, and felt a surge of joy in his heart.

"It's him! Thank goodness, Saber didn't take him!"

"What exactly is this thing?"

"King Arthur's treasure, a barrier treasure capable of defending against all physical attacks—Avalon!"

Cú Chulainn was naturally aware of the legend of King Arthur, and that Avalon, known as the ideal land, was actually a sword sheath.

Mo Li was overjoyed, but then his Observation Haki suddenly warned him that he would be killed.

Before he could think any further, Mo Li activated his second Blood Explosion and simultaneously unleashed a furious slash behind him.

Before Cú Chulainn could react, a dark figure darted out from the crowd and appeared in front of the two.

"Concealing his presence... is it Assassin?"

"You were able to see through my existence, human. You are quite extraordinary."

"Thank you for the compliment. I didn't expect you to come to me before I even had a chance to look for you."

"Hand over what you have; it doesn't belong to you."

It turned out they came to steal the treasure. Mo Li first put Avalon into the system space, then, enraged, faced Assassin.

"If you have the guts, come and grab it!"

"Then I won't be polite."

Assassin unwrapped the bandages from his arm, and black strips of cloth shot towards Mo Li.

Just as the ribbons were about to touch Mo Li, a wall of wind blocked their path.

"Hey, I'm still right here. If you want to mess with Master, you'll have to get past me first!"

"Hmph, it's too late. Noble Phantasm: Zabaniya!"

A glint of light flashed in Mo Li's eyes. He thought to himself, "This servant before me is Hassan the Cursed Arm."

The Noble Phantasm comes with an instant-death effect; it's unknown whether his Demon Lord powers can negate the Servant's instant-death effect.

Hassan the Cursed Arm was radiating black light, and beneath the bandages, a pair of enormous demonic claws lunged at Mo Li.

From the very beginning, Hassan the Cursed Arm's target was Moli, and he didn't even consider Cú Chulainn a threat.

In the confined space, Mo Li had no way to dodge and was struck squarely in the heart by the demonic claw.

"Master, damn it, Noble Phantasm: WickerMan - Burning Flame!"

A giant made of countless thin branches appeared out of thin air and trapped Hassan the Cursed Arm inside the giant's body.

The giant was engulfed in flames, seemingly intent on burning Hassan of Cursed Arm to death.

Hassan, the Cursed Wrist, held Moli's heart in his palm, showing no concern whatsoever for his own situation.

"Die!"

With a firm squeeze, Mo Li felt a sudden, sharp pain in her heart, and collapsed to the ground, clutching her chest.

"Hmph, without your Master's magic supply, you'll die along with us!"

"Bastard, even if I die, I'll take you with me!"

The fire giant suddenly exploded violently. Hassan, caught off guard, was engulfed by the flames before he could dodge, and the giant was burned to ashes.

Cú Chulainn was panting heavily; he had used his full strength in this Noble Phantasm.

"Hmph, I must say, even without a Master, the Noble Phantasm is still so powerful!"

Amidst the smoke and dust, Hassan of Cursed Arm gradually came into view, his entire body bleeding profusely, clearly indicating that Cú Chulainn's Noble Phantasm had inflicted immense damage upon him.

Chapter 13: Exchanging for Eye Techniques, Eye of Geass

"Isn't this enough to kill you?"

"Hehehe, Caster, go and join your Master!"

Just as Hassan the Cursed Arm was about to attack the weakened Cú Chulainn, he was unexpectedly stabbed through the heart by a sudden blade.

"Uh...you weren't dead?"

"Hey, next time before you kill someone, you should check if the enemy is really dead. Didn't your boss tell you this?"

"What? How could this be? How could you be unharmed after being hit by my delusional mental manipulation?"

Mo Li chuckled, slowly got up from the ground, and patted the dust off his body.

Without the attributes of a hero, how could he possibly kill Mo Li? He's taking the Demon King's power too lightly.

Struggling to extract his rage from Hassan the Cursed Arm's heart, and feeling the traces of life gradually fading away, Hassan the Cursed Arm glanced at Mo Li with a hint of resentment before finally returning to Valhalla.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing the Servant Assassin, you have gained 1000 Demon Lord Points."

The system notification sounded in Mo Li's mind the instant he killed Hassan the Cursed Arm.

Is a Servant worth 1000 Demon Lord Points? That's quite valuable.

You should know that Mo Li killed countless skeleton soldiers to accumulate a thousand Demon King Points.

Mo Li turned to look at Cú Chulainn, his eyes filled with danger. Cú Chulainn was currently exhausted, and three thousand Demon King Points were enough to exchange for a very good eye technique.

But then I thought, without Cú Chulainn's help, Moli wouldn't be able to kill the Servant on his own.

"Are you alright, Caster?"

"Hey, you looked like you wanted to kill me just now, didn't you?"

"You're overthinking it. If I really wanted to kill you, it would only take one Command Seal, not just my own hands!"

Despite listening to Mo Li's explanation, Cú Chulainn remained skeptical; Mo Li's gaze had been truly frightening just now.

For a moment, Cú Chulainn even thought he was dead.

"Can we still leave? This place is not safe to stay any longer. The sounds of battle could very well attract other Servants."

"I'm fine, but you, you were hit by Assassin's Noble Phantasm. Even if you don't die, the pain will never go away."

"This pain is nothing, let's go."

Cú Chulainn's words proved true. When Mo Li's heart was crushed, the intense pain assaulted his brain. Although he couldn't die, Mo Li never wanted to experience that feeling again.

Following the direction of the underground spiritual vein, the two found a place brimming with magical energy.

However, it was occupied by a group of skeleton soldiers, and these skeleton soldiers were much larger than those I had seen before.

But to Moli and Cú Chulainn, they were nothing more than taller skeletons.

In no time at all, Mo Li had defeated them all and obtained 200 Demon King Points.

Cú Chulainn used the magic of this place to rebuild a new stronghold, which is relatively safe for the time being.

"Phew, what a thrilling day. Master, how many secrets are you still keeping from me?"

"There's plenty more to it than you can handle!"

Mo Li rolled over on the blanket, choosing not to answer Cú Chulainn's question.

Cú Chulainn didn't find it strange; instead, he lay down beside him, closed his eyes to rest, and recovered the magic power within his body.

But Cú Chulainn was restless and, after a short while, asked again:

"Master, what's wrong with your eyes? They even glow?"

"Where does all this curiosity come from, Caster? Don't you know the saying 'curiosity killed the cat'?"

"I'm Krillin's fierce dog, I don't know how many of those felines I've killed."

"Yes, yes, Wang-chan, hurry up and restore your magic power, at least so I can unleash my Noble Phantasms in quick succession, you bastard!"