Transmigrated as a Ghost

'I should have known that it wouldn't be that easy.'

Despite Marcus' attack having an immense amount of power behind it, the blast created from combing two tier six spells never reached Arriba.

Fifteen spectral entities had suddenly appeared the moment that their king was in danger.

One that appeared as a heavily armored knight intercepted Marcus' attack with his shield and another three that had likely been mages in life conjured several barriers as well.

Their combined efforts had been enough to stop the preemptive attack against their liege.

Reflexively Mrazivý activated her Dragon Eyes to read all of the new ghosts' statuses and relayed the information with telepathy to everyone else.

To their surprise, not a single one of these apparitions was below level eighty. And their leader, Ghost King Arriba, was the highest at level eighty-seven.

Marcus' party was outmatched in both numbers and levels, but that did not mean that they were destined to lose this confrontation.

"I'll take the two on the far right."

"I've got the one on the left of the king."

"Leave the those two to me."

"I can handle that one."

"The one in the center seems especially tough, I'll deal with it."

Swiftly everyone took their pick of opponents until only the Arriba and Marcus were left. All of them had decided long ago that he would be the one to take on the Ghost King.

Of course, the vassals of a king would not simply abandon their ruler to go off and fight, but they did not have much of a choice.

Mrazivý, Roxene, Lilia, Alaric, Miguel, Blitz, Inten, Eirwen, Aurelia, and Zareen were not enemies that could simply be ignored.

Each of them viciously attacked their designated adversaries and drove them away.

Within just a few seconds Marcus and Arriba were the only ones left in the throne room and gigantic shockwaves and explosions from intense battles surrounded them.

"Grahhhhh!"

Seeming to lose whatever semblance of intelligence he had left, the Ghost King let out a horrid wail.

The unbelievably loud noise was meant to rip the soul away from anyone who heard it, but to Marcus it was just an unpleasant sound, like nails on a chalkboard.

"You certainly have a great deal of nasty powers, but they aren't really that effective against other ghosts." Marcus said tauntingly.

He then activated his Supreme skill before turning intangible and flying towards Arriba at high speed.

His opponent may have been a higher level, but thanks to the information he had received from Mrazivý, Marcus knew that his spirit stat was higher when he was using Embodiment of Eclipse. If he could enter into a battle purely based on the powers of their souls, he would likely be the winner.

To facilitate this, he rushed right up to the Ghost King and activated his possession ability.

Immediately their souls became entangled and the battle for dominance began.

At first Marcus held the undisputed advantage, but as their spiritual brawl progressed, he was slowly being pushed back.

'Damn, I didn't expect it to be this potent.'

Marcus had been having little trouble with Arriba himself. It was truthfully the undead scepter that he was wielding that was the problem.

Once it had realized that its host was in danger, it began attacking Marcus' soul along with the Ghost King.

The built-up negative energy within the scepter was causing quite a bit of damage to Marcus and he was assaulted by an immense amount of pain whenever it attacked his soul. It felt like the malignant weapon was attempting to corrupt his entire existence.

'Ultimate Refresh.'

Realizing that he was at a disadvantage, Marcus fully restored himself with one of his Supreme Skills and broke away from the fight he had started.

He had been hoping for a quick victory. Unfortunately, it was not going to be so easy. He was up against a truly calamitous monster and weapon that had once brought ruin to an entire city.

"Looks like I will need to deal with that thing first." Marcus said, glaring at the undead weapon.

From their initial encounter, he knew that the scepter was more dangerous than Arriba. Even being a high-level monster that was incredibly strong, he was only a puppet for the weapon in his possession. It had long ago turned him into an undead creature and had been controlling him ever since.

In his right-hand Marcus summoned his scythe, while in his left he grabbed his amethros forging hammer from out of his item box.

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As he did, the head of the undead scepter began to pulsate, and dark red blood burst from the fleshy mound.

The blood surrounded Arriba and hundreds of bright red skeletons rose up out of it. In less than a second, he had a legion of undead monsters at his command.

With the wave of his hand, the Ghost King commanded his army to advance and crush the renegade attempting to usurper him.

"You're not the only one that can create minions."

To combat his enemy's new forces, Marcus cast the tier eight darkness magic spell, Gloom Titan.

Powerful mana leaked from his body and formed a large pool of darkness that quickly took the form of a fearsome monster with four arms.

"Keep those skeletons off of me." Marcus ordered his conjured monster.

A whip in each hand, the Gloom Titan sent a barrage of lashes towards the blood skeletons and ripped them apart.

This was unable to fully destroy them as each one that was brought down began to reform quickly.

Still, a path to his target had been opened up and Marcus charged forwards without worrying about any of the small fry.

'Powerful Slash.'

When he reached Arriba, he swung hard with his scythe and enhanced its power with the first attacks kill he had ever obtained.

His opponent met his strike and the resounding sound of weapons clashing echoed throughout the area.

Marcus attempted to push back against the Ghost King, but he remained firm and the scepter he was wielding began to glow ominously.

However, as they were locked in place, Marcus gripped the hammer in his left hand firmly and swung it directly at the undead weapon.

A shrill cry that sounded like a cacophony of thousands of voices crying out in anguish followed the blow.

Marcus smiled as small cracks began to form where he had struck the scepter. Thanks to his level ten forge skill, he had a keen eye for any weak points in weapons, armor, and the like.

Along with a new skill called weapon breaker that he had spent his skill points to buy and raise to level seven specifically for this battle, he was well prepared to destroy the abomination in front of him.

"You fiend! How dare you damage the royal scepter!" Arriba screeched while retreating away from Marcus.

An even greater rage was now burning in his eyes, and he was looking at Marcus like he had murdered his family rather than slightly damaged his weapon.

"I understand that you can't see that thing for what it really is. But don't worry, I'll free you from its grasp soon enough."

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