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

"Damn it, this is impossible. The entire capital is covered by my Shangri-La. There's no reason for me to lose to you."

"Don't get too excited, or I'll just take your head off with this sword first."

Mo Li smiled. He had never lost when it came to spatial teleportation. Putting aside the teleportation ability of the Sealed Master, his divine power alone was enough to crush Shangri-La.

Just as Mo Li was about to make a move, his Observation Haki suddenly gave a warning, and a dark shadow appeared above him.

Mo Li swiftly unleashed his divine power, dodging the deadly "820" attack.

Looking up, she saw a man dressed as a ronin, holding a katana, appear in front of Sheila.

"Well done, Izang! How dare he mess with us Wild Hounds! Attack him together and kill him!"

"Yes, Your Highness Sila!"

Yi Zang strode up to Mo Li, pointed his famous sword, Jiang Xue, at Mo Li, his eyes flashing with a red light, the color of blood.

Mo Li sensed from Yi Zang that he was a powerful swordsman who had probably killed more people than he had.

Yi Zang felt the same way; Mo Li was stronger than any of the opponents he had killed before.

"I never imagined there was such a strong person as you in the world. Nothing is more suitable to commemorate Jiang Xue than your blood."

"You think you can take my life? You're overestimating yourself!"

"Jiang Xue, I can feed you fresh blood again!"

Yi Zang rushed forward, eager to take Mo Li's blood, his eyes shining even brighter with red light.

Mo Li shook his head. "Since you are a swordsman, then I will end your life with this Rebellious Blade."

The two clashed, their swords and blades clashing. Only then did Yizang realize the true strength of Mo Li before him. Mo Li's attacks were powerful and heavy, leaving Yizang with no choice but to passively parry.

Each strike felt like pressure on his hand; this was the first time Izo had encountered an enemy who could suppress him.

"Hey, where did your momentum go? What happened? Why didn't you fight back?"

Mo Li's mockery left Yi Zang with no strength left to retort, and he retreated further and further away.

Mo Li fought with increasing ferocity, and with a vertical slash, he knocked Jiang Xue from Yi Cang's hands.

"With this little strength, you dare to talk about taking my blood? You can't even hold a weapon properly, what kind of swordsman are you!"

Izang understood that he had lost the battle; he hadn't even lasted ten rounds. He seemed to see his own end in the sky, but to die at the hands of such a strong opponent was a wish fulfilled.

A hint of disdain flashed in Mo Li's eyes. If Yi Zang hadn't underestimated him from the start, he might have been able to fight for a few more rounds. Unfortunately, his arrogance destroyed him.

"Your swordsmanship is very strong, but your constant harming of the weak has caused your strength to decline considerably!"

"Is that so? Have I gone down the wrong path? It seems that this time, I have lost!"

Izang slowly closed his eyes; he had mentally prepared himself to face death.

With a "thud," Izang's head was severed, and his body fell to the ground.

After dealing with Izang, Mo Li looked at Sheila, who was hiding at the very back of the Wild Hounds, and slowly said:

"You think I can't kill you just because you're hiding behind me?"

"Hmph, you can deal with the others first. Dortya, Kosmia, Flameheart, attack together!"

"Okay, leave it to me, I'm about to start singing!"

At this moment, a woman with purple hair, dressed in a purple bunny girl outfit and wearing bunny ears stepped forward, holding a microphone in her hand, and casually winked at Mo Li.

Kosmia picked up the microphone and began to sing, and you know what? Her singing was very pleasant to hear.

However, the ultrasound waves transmitted through the microphone were not so gentle; they were powerful enough to shatter human bones, and they were transmitted towards Mo Li.

Mo Li frowned, then leaped into the air. The spot where he had been standing had been destroyed by ultrasonic waves.

In that case, let's have a competition to see whose singing is louder.

"The Songstress of Breaking Army - Solo!"

The Keyboard of Light appeared in front of Mo Li, and a huge pipe organ filled the entire sky, resembling a concert venue. Spiritual energy flowed through Mo Li's fingers as he played the music.

The sound waves from the organ quickly collided with those from the microphone, neither giving way to the other.

However, as Mo Li continued to pour in spiritual energy, Kosmia quickly fell into a disadvantageous position. Her forehead was covered with sweat, but she dared not stop, as she felt the same power in the sound waves.

Seeing this, Yan Xin stuck out her tongue, took out her Imperial Arms [Moonlight Dance - Wind Blade Sword], and swung it upwards with force, sending a vacuum blade flying towards Mo Li.

"Don't cause trouble, Po Jun Diva - Rondo!"

All the pipe organs in the sky activated simultaneously, neutralizing the incoming vacuum blade and instantly suppressing Kosmia. The sonic wave struck her head-on.

Kosmia screamed as she was knocked to the ground, her eyes becoming dazed and lifeless.

Upon seeing this, Yan Xin quickly went forward to check on her condition.

To everyone's surprise, Kosmia had just opened her eyes and completely ignored Yan Xin's concerned words. Instead, she came to Mo Li, knelt on one knee, and whispered:

"Please give your orders, Master!"

Mo Li's lips curled up slightly. Miku's angel has the ability to control the mind of the enemy and can also be used in battle. Although it is ineffective against people with strong spiritual power, it is still very effective against people like Kosmia who are just ordinary people without their Imperial Arms.

Kosmia's submissive demeanor further proves this point.

"Kosmia, use your singing to properly entertain your former companions!"

"As you command, my master!"

Kosmia stood up, took out a microphone and stood in front of Mo Li. Just as she was about to sing, a sharp blade pierced her body, and the control was released.

Kosmia slowly turned her head and found that it was Sheila who had killed her.

"Why... why?"

"Hmph, this is what happens to those who betray me. Kosmia, you should be glad I have no interest in mutilating corpses!"

Sheila yanked the blade out, and blood gushed from the wound, instantly staining the ground.

Kosmia collapsed to the ground, blood staining her eyes. Her hands and feet grew cold, and she died helplessly at the hands of her 5.2 companions.

Mo Li watched this scene coldly, showing no emotion whatsoever regarding Kosmia's death.

Everyone in Wild Hounds deserved to die and is not worth pitying.

With Izan and Kosmia now dead, Champ is dealing with Lan, Will, and Black Eyes, and he will likely be shot dead by an enraged Lan with a feather soon.

Now, only Sheila, Dortya, and Flameheart remain standing in the arena.

After witnessing Mo Li's methods, Dortya's eyes gleamed. She was a mad genius scientist, just like Dr. Fashion, who had once modified the Supreme Imperial Arms.

"I've found it! I've finally found it! Material that can surpass the Imperial Arms! Mo Li, right? Your body can definitely grant my wish! Ahahahahaha!"

"Tch, another crazy woman? Can't you Wild Hounds recruit a few normal people? But then again, you're right, what normal person would want you?"

Chapter 288 Recovering Imperial Arms, 10,000 Demon King Points

Dortya had a blue bow tied in her short blonde hair, spider-like, malevolent orange eyes, and her face occasionally revealed blood-sucking fangs.

Dressed in an Alice in Wonderland outfit, she appears to be just a child, but in reality, she is an older person, a colleague of Dr. Fashion, and also a cyborg.

Her Imperial Arm, Blood Collection: Rapid Absorption, is hidden in her mouth. By sucking blood, she can turn people into mummies and use the blood for self-healing and to enhance her own strength.

Dortya flashed behind Mo Li, wrapped her arms around Mo Li's body, and bared her two sharp teeth, biting down on Mo Li's neck.

"This is wonderful! The blood of a powerful being like you must taste delicious. I'm digging in!"

Mo Li did not resist, letting Dortya suck his blood, and revealed a playful smile, as if he had seen something interesting.

Dortya raised her head with a very satisfied expression, as if she had eaten some rare delicacy.

"Thank you for the treat, young man. Your blood tastes really good!"

"Really? Then you'd better hold on, my blood is very nourishing."

"What do you mean? I'm... Ahhhhhh... It hurts so much... What is this...?"

Dortya was about to retort when she discovered that her body was being engulfed by black flames, which she could not extinguish no matter how hard she tried, and instead only intensified.

Mo Li watched Dortya's miserable state quietly as the wound on her neck was quickly covered and restored by Kotori's flames.

"Help! Help me! Lady Sheila 09, Flameheart, please save me—!"

"It's no use. You've been drinking the Demon King's blood. An ordinary person like you can't possibly resist its violent power. Die in repentance!"

"No, Lady Sheila, please save me! I don't want to die!"

Dortya rolled on the ground, feeling as if her internal organs were on fire. In the pain, Dortya had no choice but to cry out to Sheila for help.

But Sheila showed no intention of saving her; instead, she kicked Dortya aside and said:

"Go ahead and die, but don't drag me down with you. Get out of here!"

"Lord Mo Li, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Please spare me! I'll give you all my wealth, just spare my life, and I'm willing to join the revolutionary army!"

Seeing that Sheila was so heartless, Dortya had no choice but to turn to Mori and beg for mercy.

Unfortunately, Mo Li was not interested in her and had no intention of including her in his list of relatives.

And so, with both sides watching coldly, Dortya was burned to ashes by the demonic flames.

Dortya died because of her greed. Mo Li wanted to show her with facts that not everyone's blood is safe to drink, and the price to pay may very well be one's life.

Mo Li turned to look at Xila and Yan Xin, brushed the dust off his clothes, and said to the two of them:

"Which of you two will come to your death first?"

"Damn it! Don't think that just because you killed a few bastards you can talk to me, Lord Sheila, like that!"

"Oh, sorry, let me put it another way: one's a piece of trash, the other's garbage, who's going to come and die first?"

Upon hearing Mo Li's words, Sheila was furious, but dared not launch an attack. He had clearly realized the difference in strength between himself and Mo Li.

Sheila rolled her eyes, glanced at Yan Xin beside her, and immediately had an idea. She whispered to Yan Xin:

"In a moment, you use the Vacuum Blade to distract him, and I'll take the opportunity to use Shangri-La to exile him into another dimension, so that we can both survive!"

"Yes, Lady Sheila, leave it to me!"

Yan Xin patted his chest confidently, completely unaware of Sheila's slightly upturned lips.

As planned, Yan Xin stepped forward, drew her Imperial Arms Scimitar, and faced Mo Li alone. The immense pressure instantly overwhelmed her, and cold sweat appeared on Yan Xin's forehead.

Mo Li stared at the motionless Yan Xin, yawned boredly, and casually asked:

"Are you going to fight or not? If not, get out of here and stop wasting my time!"

"Damn it, if it were a full moon, why would I be afraid of a nobody like you!"

Yan Xin gave himself a pep talk, brandished his scimitar, and launched several vacuum blades.

Mo Li didn't even glance at it, but turned to the side to dodge the incoming wind blades, and then a bow and arrow appeared in his hand.

The angel of the Yamai sisters, Raphael the Hurricane Knight and ElKanaph the Sky Rider.

The enormous bow was instantly drawn back, and an incredibly long arrow was aimed at Yan Xin. A howling wind surrounded Mo Li, like a god about to deliver judgment.

"Let me show you the true power of the Son of Hurricane!"

"Wait, wait a minute, Sila... Your Excellency?"

Yan Xin turned around, but he could no longer see Xila's shadow. From the very beginning, he had planned to run away, only intending to make Yan Xin his scapegoat.

Upon learning the truth, Yan Xin was heartbroken and knew that his fate was sealed.

Seeing this, Mo Li couldn't help but laugh and offered words of comfort:

"Don't worry, Sheila will be with you soon!"

"Is that so? Then I hope that when you kill him, you can take my share with you!"

Yan Xin forcefully threw the Imperial Arm in her hand, landing it in front of Mo Li, before closing her eyes in despair.

Mo Li released the longbow, and the arrow, carrying the power of a raging wind, instantly pierced Yan Xin's body, continuing its momentum as it broke through the palace walls, disappearing completely hundreds of meters away.

Sheila also heard the noise, but he didn't dare to look back and could only continue running forward.

"Hmph, just wait, I'll be back in the capital one day!"

"I'm afraid you won't have that day, Sheila. This day next year will be your death anniversary!"

A familiar voice appeared ahead. Sheila's eyes widened. Mo Li was sitting on a tree branch not far away.

What he held in his hand was Enshin's Imperial Arm, [Moonlight Dance - Wind Blade Sword].