Comprehensive Manga: Sacrifice Your Body to Become A Sword? I Choose To be The Great Demon King

"Just kidding, Zhenping, we're not friends!"

Mo Li's pupils began to dilate. Just now, he heard something, and the brave man who had been following suddenly said that he would jump down and become the material for the Slaughtering Holy Sword.

"Sorry Mo Li, I don't want to do that either, but it's all about saving the world!"

"That's right, Mo Li, you are a little enlightened, okay? If it was me, I would have jumped off long ago."

"Although I'm sorry for you, Mo Li, you have to think about it for everyone!"

Mo Li's eyes widened as he listened to the crowd's words. The group of people were indifferent like strangers.

Mingming was still sitting by the bonfire last night, talking together about the things after defeating the Demon King.

Yes, Mo Li was summoned, but his identity is the hero's sidekick, Qingqing Xiaoguai and other supporting roles.

The real hero is Xintian Zhenping who was summoned by the goddess in front of him.

Although he is the follower of the brave, Mo Li has also gained the power to choose skills and bloodline.

Mo Li chose the bloodline of the mixed race without hesitation, as well as the skills of word spirit and violent blood.

On the way to conquer the Demon King, Mo Li bloodshed many times, saving everyone from danger, and was regarded as the No. 2 fighting force.

"Sir Goddess, just say something, you don't have to ask me to make this sword casting material."

"Well, there's nothing you can do about it. Who told you to choose a mixed-race? You are the only one with dragon blood at the moment, so I have to ask you to sacrifice!"

"What, what? But, what if there are other people of dragon blood in this world?"

"I'm sorry, according to the information I got, no one has this kind of bloodline except the Demon King!"

The arrogant and cold expression of the goddess stung Mo Li, and the memories of the past flooded into her heart.

Mo Li suddenly remembered that when he first chose the bloodline, the options given by the goddess in front of him seemed to be related to the dragon clan, whether it was a mixed race or a candle dragon or an ancient dragon.

Because I was too excited at the time, I directly chose a more handsome mixed-race, without considering that there were other options.

Now that everything is figured out, why two traversers are summoned, because there is no dragon blood in this world, so the goddess wants to create one.

And Mo Li, the victim, became the victim of the Slaying Demon King's Holy Sword.

"It turns out that this is the case, you are really well-intentioned, Lady Goddess!"

"Ah, I don't understand what you're talking about, Mo Li-kun."

Mo Li laughed at himself. It turned out that his fate was already doomed, and the sword-forging furnace in front of him was the only choice.

Looking at Xintian Zhenping again, there is only indifference and ruthlessness in his eyes, and he seems to have known this for a long time.

Just as Mo Li thought, Nitta Zhenhei couldn't see Mo Li in front of him for a long time, perhaps because of Mo Li's super high combat power, or because the two were from different countries.

When the goddess told him that Mo Li was the material for making swords, Xintian Zhenping didn't know how happy he was.

As for Mo Li saving his own life, hehe, so what, I didn't ask him.

Thinking of this, Zhenping's eyes had a hint of schadenfreude, and his tone became lighter:

"Okay, Mo Li, we won't forget you, let's dance!"

Mo Li looked at the people who were on the sidelines with cold eyes, and he knew that Xintian Zhenping was not compatible with him.

But what Mo Li didn't expect was that the No. 3 combat force, Kova, was silent. You must know that when he was besieged by hundreds of monsters, he rescued him with blood.

There is also the assistant Ellie, who was also rescued by Mo Li at the risk of death when she was in distress in the ghost cave.

However, when they were in danger, both of them chose to sit on the sidelines.

Mo Li can understand that what brothers and partners are simply a group of ruthless and cold-blooded people.

Suddenly, Mo Li looked at the person at the back of the team, the figure that once made him fascinated.

"Sayuri, do you think I should jump off too?"

"I, I... I'm sorry, Mo Li, everyone doesn't want this!"

Hearing Sayuri's words, Mo Li's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the blood grief in his bones was gradually affecting Mo Li's sanity. At this moment, Mo Li felt an unprecedented loneliness.

A pair of golden pupils opened independently, and flame-like light flowed in the golden pupils.

"Everyone, be careful, this guy is going to run wild, Sayuri, prepare your shield!"

"But...I know!"

The ring on Sayuri's hand shone with light, and an invisible shield protected everyone.

Kova and Zhenping together, holding a sharp blade, looked at Mo Li nervously, as if they were facing a dangerous enemy.

Mo Li just looked at everyone quietly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, and the pressure of the golden pupil made everyone breathless for a while.

"Mo Li, we don't want to do it, but don't force me!"

"Heh, do you have any choice for me?"

The former partner, today's mortal enemy, makes Mo Li feel a little embarrassed, but after all, he is too kind-hearted.

But Xintian Zhenping didn't seem to have so many emotions, and he slashed with the sword of Bruce.

Mo Li knew that he couldn't resist, and the property of breaking defense was not something a body could handle.

With a dodge, Mo Li dodged the blow, and at the same time drew out his own weapon—Rage.

One of the Seven Deadly Sins, this is a saber, a sword of judgment, with a length of 1.5 meters, and a dragon's roar when swung. It was made by Mo Li after begging the goddess for a long time.

Now that I think about it, it's really ridiculous. The rage that has killed countless monsters is now going to slash at his former partner.

I saw Mo Li raised his rage with one hand, a pair of golden eyes exuding supreme majesty, and behind him was a sword-casting furnace.

At this moment, Mo Li is like a lonely devil, fighting with everyone.

"Today, I am with you all, and whoever likes to dance in this sword-casting furnace!"

"It's not up to you!"

When Nitta Zhenhei came up, he began to sing high-level magic, and it seemed that he completely regarded Mo Li as an enemy.

Kova and Ellie stand in the front, stalling for Zhenping's chant.

Mo Li snorted coldly. He had seen this tactic many times, and naturally he could find the flaw.

Once bloody, Mo Li could clearly feel the beating of his heart.

The surface of Mo Li's body is covered with a layer of dragon scales, but the side effects are also obvious, and his sanity is gradually fading.

"Ally be careful!"

Before Kovar could finish shouting, Ellie fell into a pool of blood.

The priest who gets on the debuff is always the one to be dealt with first. Mo Li himself knows this truth.

Ellie's poison traps and thorn vines work a lot on Mo Li, so she's the first target to tackle.

"Next, it's you, Kowa!"

Mo Li roared and stepped forward to fight against Kowa. Kowa was a swordsman himself, protected by the wind.

But it's not enough to see Mo Li, who was violent last time.

After three or two rounds, the fury was inserted into Kowa's shoulder.

With a "poof", Mo Li was pulled out in anger, and Kowa's right arm was considered to be abolished.

A swordsman who can't hold a sword, in Mo Li's opinion, is nothing but an object to be slaughtered at will.

But soon, Mo Li couldn't laugh anymore, and saw a little green light on Kowa's wound.

It's Sayuri. In addition to taking care of protection, treatment is also her strength. Although she can't recover like a goddess, she can still do a simple treatment.

At this moment, Xintian Zhenping's voice came from behind:

"Kova, get out of the way!"*