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

Mo Li was somewhat indignant, wondering why Cú Chulainn was portrayed as so powerful in the anime and games.

In reality, once a powerful attack is used, the enemy becomes as wilted as an eggplant.

"You think it's that easy? You even used your Noble Phantasms repeatedly. I don't have the Holy Grail."

"Your opponent is King Arthur. How can you deal with her if you can't unleash your Noble Phantasms in succession?"

Cú Chulainn alone is definitely no match for them, but unfortunately, Mo Li doesn't know when Chaldea will arrive.

Opening the system menu and entering the shop, Mo Li glanced at his current Demon King Points, which amounted to a full 2200 points.

"System, please filter out the eye techniques below 2000 Demon King Points for me."

After a moment of blurred vision, the system selected the eye techniques that Mo Li could currently exchange for.

Using his mind to review the eye techniques recommended by the system, he found that there were many more useful ones this time than last time, such as laser eyes, double tomoe Sharingan, and intelligence eyes, all of which could be used.

However, the improvement for Mo Li was very limited. The Sharingan, unless it's the Mangekyou Sharingan, doesn't provide much of an improvement.

The Sharingan's ability to copy is limited, meaning it can only be used for genjutsu (illusionary techniques).

The intelligence eye is useful in worlds that Mo Li doesn't know, but in the case of Type-Moon, although Mo Li can't say she knows everything about them, she still has a good grasp of the general information about the Servants.

After searching high and low, Mo Li still couldn't find a suitable pupil technique for her current situation.

Mo Li turned to the last page and unexpectedly discovered the Eye of Geass.

Born from Lelouch's rebellion, he can interfere with the mental state of others and possesses multiple abilities.

Absolute Command: Can issue an absolute and irresistible command to anyone. The duration depends on the time required for the recipient to complete the command. When used, the recipient must see the Geass symbol in their eyes.

However, it can only be used once on a single person, and if the other party's abilities are too far beyond the host's, the absolute command's duration will be shortened, and it may be deactivated before it is fully executed.

But none of this diminishes Mo Li's fondness for this eye technique, which is currently the eye technique that has been most helpful to him.

"System, help me exchange for the Eye of Geass!"

"Please select the Geass branch: Absolute Command, Peeping into the Mind, Modifying Memories, Predicting the Future, Sensing Time."

Geass has many and varied abilities, but it also has quite a few limitations, so Mo Li naturally wouldn't choose any other abilities.

Predicting the future is something that can be done using one's Observation Haki.

Mo Li doesn't need other things like stopping someone's perceived time or modifying their memories.

"Absolute Command!"

"Exchange successful. Host currently has 200 Demon King Points remaining."

Mo Li felt a burning sensation in his eyes as the Geass symbol appeared before him.

With the existence of absolute commands, Mo Li's safety was further enhanced.

Perhaps for Artoria, who possesses the Holy Grail, the absolute command cannot last too long.

But the outcome of a battle is often decided in an instant; a single second's error can lead to defeat.

I have a connection with Cú Chulainn, as Geass is a terrible religious taboo spell in Irish legend, which translates to "oath and prohibition".

And Cú Chulainn is the hero of Ireland, the blue mage with his spinning thrusts.

"Hey, Caster, your master is Scáthach, right?"

"I didn't expect you to know me so well. That's right, I'm the queen of the Land of Shadows."

"The magic you've learned is based on Norse runes. Could you teach me?"

"Well, it's not that it's impossible, but if Master wants to learn, it won't be that easy."

Cú Chulainn did not refuse outright. As a Caster manifested in the world, he seemed to have imposed on himself the mission of being a guide, including teaching his Master.

Although they are not true druids, they could be considered sages.

Cú Chulainn, a warrior by nature, is also a first-rate magician.

Chapter 14 Darius III, the War Elephant of Death

Over the next month, Mo Li and Cú Chulainn changed their bases countless times.

Cú Chulainn had fought Archer many times, but Archer always managed to escape, which greatly annoyed Cú Chulainn.

Mo Li also began her learning journey under Cú Chulainn's guidance. Just as Cú Chulainn said, runes were not so easy to learn.

Mo Li studied for a long time before he could barely summon one or two fireballs.

Through continuous battles, the two developed a strong tacit understanding and their teamwork was quite perfect.

What infuriated Cú Chulainn was that every time he finished off an enemy, Mo Li was the first to kill him.

Since exchanging for the Eye of Geass last time, Mo Li's Demon King Points have run out.

Mo Li hadn't been idle for the past month, and quickly amassed 1500 Demon King Points.

"Ah, didn't we agree that I'd finish off the enemy next time, Master?"

"I'll definitely do it next time, I'll definitely do it next time," my body just rushed forward involuntarily.

"How can you say such things so calmly every time? I can't stand it!"

Cú Chulainn's resentment was boundless; despite being a Servant, he always seemed to fall short in terms of speed.

I don't know how many times I've heard phrases like "I'll definitely do it next time" or similar refrains.

Mo Li chuckled to himself. Who told you to be so slow? For the sake of the Demon King's points, I had no choice but to sacrifice you.

After a short rest, Mo Li and Cú Chulainn quickly moved to a different position.

They knew in their hearts that Archer was watching them from somewhere. They had suffered losses from this countless times, as Archer always managed to appear and fight them after they finished their battles.

Red A, who possesses the ability to see far, is always able to severely injure both of them.

After this happened many times, both Mo Li and Cú Chulainn were able to figure it out, which allowed Red A to hide even more deeply.

The two walked down the street, constantly watching their surroundings for any arrows or swords that might come at them.

"Damn it, next time I'm definitely going to make sure that guy is completely eliminated!"

"You always say that, but you still let them get away. Caster is no match for Archer after all."

"You wait until next time, I'll make sure that guy regrets it."

"Yes, yes, that's strange. Why is this place so empty? There isn't even a single skeleton soldier!"

Mo Li surveyed his surroundings, his eyes filled with seriousness. Had he wandered into another Servant's territory again?

The two of them once accidentally trespassed into Hercules' territory, and Mo Li still feels terrified when she thinks about that battle.

The existence of the Twelve Trials allowed Hercules to reach the pinnacle of combat endurance.

Mo Li's attacks had absolutely no effect on Hercules; his physical strength was comparable to that of a Noble Phantasm.

If Mo Li hadn't risked his life four times to kill three of his lives along with Cú Chulainn, he wouldn't have been able to escape so easily.

Moreover, Hercules is immune to the effects of the Eye of Geass; his mind is filled with nothing but rage and slaughter.

The most absurd thing is that even though I killed him once with Junyan, it had no effect the second time.

Since then, Mo Li has been very cautious and will not provoke Shadow Followers unless absolutely necessary.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh-!"

Hearing the sounds coming from not far away, Mo Li gave a wry smile; he still couldn't dodge them.

The once deserted streets were now filled with many skeletons unlike any they had seen before, emerging from the darkness.

These skeleton soldiers were all dressed in armor and held weapons such as spears, battle axes, and greatswords.

Gradually, more and more of these skeletal soldiers appeared, and they moved toward Mo Li and his companion in a very regular manner.

Skeleton soldiers wielding round shields led the way, followed closely by skeletons with long-handled weapons, forming an army that was orderly, well-trained, and disciplined.

Another roar came from not far away, as if giving an order, and the skeletal soldiers charged towards the two.

"Master, be careful, this is not the same species as the ones we've encountered before."

"I can tell without you saying it, and I've already guessed who the enemy is this time."

"Who is it this time?"

"Rider Darius III, the last emperor of the Persian Empire."

As he listened to Mo Li's introduction, Cú Chulainn's vigilance deepened. Although he was not as monstrous as Heracles, he was definitely not an easy Servant to deal with.

Facing the charging skeleton soldiers, Cú Chulainn drew runes in the air and shot them towards them.

An explosion rang out, the skeleton soldiers were shattered, and their weapons and shields were scattered all over the ground.

But to their astonishment, these skeletal soldiers were different from the skeleton soldiers. Even if their skeletons were broken, they could still reassemble and continue to charge forward.

Undead skeletons, devoid of thought, are rendered useless even by Geass.

Time and again, they were defeated, time and again they were rebuilt. If this continued, they would eventually run out of magic power.

"Think of a way, Master, this is too troublesome."

"Damn it, I'll see if you can recover after being burned to ashes!"

After a second burst of blood, Mo Li's golden eyes lit up, and he led Cú Chulainn to a wall.

"Yan Ling·Jun Yan!"

The extremely high temperature of the flames engulfed the countless skeleton soldiers below, quickly clearing a path.

The skeletal soldiers, burned to ashes, did not revive, which relieved the two of them.

Having learned how to deal with the skeleton soldiers, Cú Chulainn followed suit, using runes to summon flames and burn the skeleton soldiers.

"Ahhhhhhhhh-!"

"Caster, get out of the way!"

Mo Li sensed a hint of danger and quickly told Cú Chulainn to get away from the area.

A tall, dark-skinned man appeared between the two, holding a black and gold battle axe.

His black skin was covered with golden patterns, and he wore golden armor.

"Is this the Rider? He really gives off a chilling feeling."

"It's not surprising that a man capable of contending with Iskandar the Conqueror has such an undead army."

"Stop lamenting over there, this guy isn't so easy to deal with!"

Moli and Cú Chulainn jumped to the ground, and the nearby skeleton soldiers, upon seeing Darius III, all moved closer to him.

A roar came from Darius III's mouth, and the skeleton soldiers suddenly cried out as well.

A sound like a horn rang out, and a dark, demonic shadow slowly emerged from beneath Darius.

It was a war elephant clad in a purple battle robe, its body covered with eyes, and its enormous tusks and thick trunk made Mo Li dare not underestimate its power.

Darius III's Noble Phantasm, the Immortal Ten Thousand Cavalry (Athánatoi Ten Thousand).

The Death Elephant, formed from skeletal soldiers, possesses the absolute power to destroy everything.

"What do you mean, Master?"

"There's no need to ask, we have to fight! I'll use my Flame of the Lord to blast a path, Caster, you attack Rider!"

"Oh, I understand!"

After the third burst of blood, Mo Li's Monarch Flame power increased once again.

The blazing flames annihilated the charging skeleton soldiers, clearing a path for the attack.

Darius III, seeing his soldiers annihilated, roared and charged toward Moli on his war elephant.

"Hey, big guy, I'm your opponent!"

A wind blade struck Darius III, a blade powerful enough to cut through steel bars, yet it only left a shallow wound on Darius III's body.

"Tch, it doesn't work!"

Chapter 15: Annihilating Rider, Red Archer's Warning

Cú Chulainn's attack seemed to enrage Darius III, who swung his black and gold battle axe at Cú Chulainn's head.

The powerful blow made Cú Chulainn feel as if he were in hell, and he dared not confront it head-on.