Transmigrated as a Ghost

‘Twin Fire Fang.’

Her two Kukris clad in her bluish silver flames Lyra struck against the weapon of the devil she was fighting.

Yet her attack was easily deflected, and she had to jump back to avoid the follow up attack from its tail.

When she landed far away, she created numerous images of herself with her illusion magic and began directing them around the area to distract her enemy while she continued to observe what he could do.

Her opponent was a large devil standing around twelve feet tall and wielded a long black glaive as its main weapon.

It also had a long-spiked tail that it could swing around deftly, which made it difficult for Lyra to get in close.

Following that its lower half was like that of a dragon’s and its kicks with its clawed feet were quite powerful. As Lyra had found out during the beginning of the battle when she was hit squarely in the stomach.

Its upper half though was mostly human looking other than the characteristic bat-like wings, horns, and pitch-black eyes that had glowing red pupils.

For its armor it was black and spikes and covered most of its toros leaving it few weak points for Lyra to attack.

‘Guess I am not going to be able to do anything without giving it my all.’

“Awaken!”

Bursting with power Lyra grew six more tails took the form of a nine tailed fox.

She had been wanting to avoid using this power since it wore her out and could only be used once a day under normal circumstances. But she had determined that this opponent was not one she could beat while holding back.

‘Flash Fire Clap.’

Using the extreme movement technique she could only active while awakened, Lyra disappeared in a burst of flames and appeared right behind the devil. Both of her amethros kukris moved swiftly and she attempted to carve up the devil’s back.

Clang!

Except despite her sudden increase in speed and attack from its blind spot, the devil parried Lyra’s attack just as easily as before.

Its battle awareness and technique were impeccable, and in terms of pure skill it was actually the best of any of the devils on the final floor of the special dungeon.

With her increased power and speed this time Lyra did not takeoff and traded numerous swift blows with the devil while trying to break down its guard.

The arena they were in shook with each blow as the two of them clashed over and over again.

Eventually Lyra felt she was being overpowered and jumped back, but this time the devil did not allow her to escape and pursed even when she used her movement technique.

Opening her mouth, she tried launching a point-blank breath attack with a stream of her bluish silver flames.

The devil however, simply countered with its own hellfire breath and a powerful explosion engulfed both of them.

‘Damn it!’

Running out of the explosion Lyra found herself riddled with burns all over her body despite the immunity she was supposed to have to fire.

It seemed that the power the devil had was somehow able to pierce her abilities and she had been burned for the first time in her second life.

Luckily her high-speed regeneration which she had obtained from the forty-seventh floor of the special dungeon kicked in and her wounds were quickly healing.

‘That did not even scratch it though.’ Lyra thought as she turned her gaze over to the devil after the explosion cleared.

It was standing with its head held high and not even a scorch mark on it despite begin just as close to the blast as Lyra.

Being outmatched in both firepower and close combat, Lyra really only had one other means to attack and cast a spell she really did not enjoy using.

‘Killer Phantasm.’

This was the spell that forced the target to see their greatest fears within their mind until it drove them crazy, and they killed themselves.

Lyra really hated it since it was horrifying just to watch the effects, but it was all she felt she could rely on without taking any chances.

Except just like when she tried using it on Marcus, the devil was able to repelled the spell and it did not take.

‘How did it do that? Mrazivý did not tell me it had any skills that would block my magic, or for that matter make it immune to fire. Then it must be its armor.’ Lyra thought as she stared at the black spiked breast plate the devil was wearing.

In a surprise to her, the devil relaxed its posture for a moment and stood up fully straight while chuckling.

Lyra was completely taken aback by this. Up to this point it had done nothing but fight.

“You will not be beating me with little tricks. Your illusions are good, but they cannot affect my mind directly. Only your skill with the blade will work on me. Now come at me again. It has been over a millennium since I have had a new opponent, and I plan to thoroughly enjoy our battle.”

The devil then retook his combat stance and gave Lyra a fierce smile.

It was at this point she understood what type he was. He was just like Quillon, a blood knight that enjoyed fighting strong adversaries simply for the fun of it.

‘I really chose the wrong one to fight. I should have left this guy to Quillon and taken on the devil he picked instead. He would have enjoyed this more than me.’

With a loud sigh Lyra steeled herself for a difficult fight and activated two of the three unique skills she had obtained from the special dungeon.

‘Path of Asura. Third Eye Awakening.’

In a flash Lyra grew four more arms made of mana and replicas of her amethros kukris. Along with that the other unique skill created a golden eye on her forehead which locked onto the devil.

These were the same unique skills that her late master Cibor had once had, and now the special dungeon had returned them to her.

‘I always feel strange using the powers that once belonged to him, but I cannot afford to hold back here.’

Now powered up by her unique skills Lyra jumped back into the battle and faced down the devil that was smiling at her transformation.

Wielding six weapons she slashed out with many more attacks, and her new arms were not bound by the anatomical limits of regular limbs and could strike out in unexpected ways and bend to intercept attacks that they should not have been able to.

Lyra’s golden third eye also gave her a slight amount of precognition and allowed her a fully view of the battle as if she had a top-down view added to her own.

In this way she could anticipate any crafty attacks from the devil who often threw in kicks or tail swipes when she was least expecting them.

Still, despite her massive increase in power and her ability to see around a second into the future, the devil’s overall battle prowess was greater than hers.

Even when she perfectly stuck against the devil it managed to block her attacks in unexpected ways she could not keep up with, and then counterattack.