Transmigrated as a Ghost

“This is certainly going to be interesting.” Mrazivý said, her eyes turning gold and her pupils’ becoming slits as she used her dragon eyes to appraise the four participants about to fight.

On one side was the strongest duo for the Hayil Clan and on the other a pair of leopard beastwoman sisters that were undoubtably strong.

Marcus had tried appraising them himself, but they had either items or skills to prevent him from getting any information.

Luckily, Mrazivý’s dragon eyes could see through just about any protection. Even unique skills like Marcus’ False Status.

‘So, what do their statuses look like?’ Marcus asked Mrazivý using telepathy.

‘Impressive all around.’ Mrazivý responded before going into more detail.

For those representing the Hayil Clan their names were Kaleem who was level seventy-nine and Malika who was level eighty.

Just like Marcus and Mrazivý they were a married pair and were the strongest warriors within one of the major clans.

Mrazivý found that each one of them had three unique skills and that their stats were almost three times what would be attainable from leveling up alone.

Their normal skills were also impressive with each having weapon skills at level eight along with some rarer skills like mana thief and regeneration.

Both of them were definitely worthy of being called the strongest members of a major clan.

However, the two leopard beastwoman twins that were their opponents were no less impressive and were actually a bit stronger.

The older sister was named Zilre and was level eighty-three and the younger sister named Igna was level eighty-one. The older sister had four unique skills, while the younger had three.

Their stats were similarly nearly three times what would be achievable from only leveling up, and their skills lists were long and filled with all manner of weapon skills.

After hearing all of the details from Mrazivý, Marcus was definitely excited to fight either duo.

‘I understand now why Akeem said that one of them was likely to be our third-round opponents. I do not see whoever wins this match losing in their second bout. When we fight against one of their teams that will be the real first test for us in this tournament.’ Marcus thought.

Soon the announcer finished hyping up the match between these two teams that was certain to be the highest-level battle yet in the tournament.

When the match was officially started the entire ring seemed to explode as both pairs opened with extremely powerful mana attacks.

As the blinding light from their opening attacks cleared, all that most people could see were four blurs moving around at high speed before suddenly coming to a momentarily stop with their weapons locked, before once again moving too fast to be seen properly.

However, for Marcus and Mrazivý they were able to keep up with all of the action without the viewing screen playing back and slowing things down for them.

‘It is rare to see individuals so well versed in as many weapons as those sister’s are.’ Marcus thought while watching the battle.

The two leopard beastwoman twins seamlessly switched between several types of weapons depending on the situation. Normally people would only stick with one main weapon type, but each of them had a half dozen different weapons they were capable of using at a high level.

Of course, they both had one main weapon that they were best with as every individual only could receive one superior weapon skill.

For Zilre, the older sister, this weapon was a long, spiked club called a kanabō. A weapon Marcus had never seen before on Mirrion but one he remembered seeing commonly wielded by a certain type of monster in mythology back on Earth.

The younger sister’s superior weapon was another unusual one, claw blades that extended around her fingers and allowed her to fight a lot like a cat.

Both sisters had almost contrasting fighting styles, with the older sister focusing on power and devastating attacks, while the younger sister was agile and would try to outmaneuver her opponents.

On the other side Kaleem wielded a war hammer that he swung around with incredible force, and Malika used an estoc and shield. Making both of their weapons especially effective against armor.

‘Looks like the match is finally getting serious.’

Once around four minutes had passed, each of the duos began using their unique skills.

This caused the match to become far more explosive than it already had been, and the entire arena shook when the four of them clashed.

‘Damn, is she really going to use something like that in a confined space.’ Marcus thought watching Malika active one of her unique skills.

It was called Holy Thunder Sword and it enveloped her estoc in radiant golden lighting that could be unleashed in one massive devastating attack.

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Many people in the crowd screamed in terror or even passed out simply because of the prince of the devastating attack that could probably destroy a small city in one move.

Yet, neither Zilre nor Igna faltered even as they faced off against such a devastating power.

Zilre pulled out a massive adamantine shield she and her sister could hide behind and activated one of her own unique skills to tank the attack.

It was a powerful defensive ability called Unwavering Wall and Zilre seemed to produce a tralucent aura around her in the form of a large shield.

When Malika swung her estoc and unleashed her attack, golden lightning consumed the leopard woman twins and continued on towards the barriers protecting the audience.

The first barrier held up for all of a single second before being pierced through like wet paper and the defensive magic tools activated in full force to prevent any collateral damage among those that had come to watch the tournament.