Transmigrated as a Ghost

Marcus and Mrazivý were standing on one end of the arena, while their opponents Zilre and Igna were on the opposite side.

Both duos stared each other down, waiting to see what the other would do after their fierce clash.

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Mrazivý, determining that they could not win while continuing to hold back on their best powers, used her strongest race ability to greatly increase her overall power.

They had been wanting to hide as many of their trump cards as possible until the final round, but their opponents this time were too strong to be taken lightly.

Swiftly Mrazivý’s body began to transform. Gleaming blue scales formed over her body, concentrated on her arms and legs. Powerful claws took the places of her finger and toes. Her teeth began to elongate and sharpen. Silver horns shot out of her head, a scaled blue tail sprouted out of her lower back, and finally two powerful wings like those of a bat’s came out of her upper back.

“RAHHHH!”

Leaning her head, back Mrazivý let out a deafening roar and a blast of her breath attack as she completed her transformation.

The audience within the arena were completely stunned to see this transformation, and several thousands of them began fleeing the arena.

Mrazivý had just taken on many of the aspects of one of the most fearsome creatures on the planet, and her appearance was not for show. She contained all the power of a dragon when she transformed. Making her the equivalent of a beast in the mythic grade and one that could be considered a calamity for an entire nation.

‘It has been a while since I last saw her like this. She looks even more fierce and dragon-like than before. Even our opponents look a bit shaken by her transformation.’ Marcus thought, seeing Zilre and Igna take a few steps back and where grimacing.

In her draconic form Mrazivý possessed another race ability called intimidating presence and even strong fighters would lose a bit of nerve when facing off against her.

“If you will handle Zilre, I can take Igna.” Marcus said, creating a Dark Portal right behind his target.

Igna immediately tuned around to face the portal, expecting Marcus to come out of it, but instead he used Light Speed Movement to appear right in front of her. Forcing Igna to rapidly turn around and meet him.

However, instead of pushing the attack, Marcus jumped back away from her and swung his scythe behind him. An act that at first seemed to have no meaning.

Yet Igna felt her danger sense blaring a moment later and Marcus’ scythe came out of the Dark Portal he had used as a feint earlier.

The sharp blade of the scythe pierced through Igna’s right shoulder as she failed to dodge on time. Her intangibility unable to help her against Marcus who was a master at using spiritual energy.

Of course, Zilre was not just going to let her younger sister get beaten and rushed in to assault Marcus.

CLANG!

“Sorry, but I am going to be your opponent.” Mrazivý said, stopping Zilre’s charge.

Unlike before when she was unable to block Zilre’s monstrous strength, now that she was in her draconic form Mrazivý was even a bit stronger than her opponent.

Her saber bit into Zilre’s club, and as the two fought a battle of strength, Mrazivý whipped her tail around and slammed it into Zilre’s side. Blowing her back.

Mrazivý’s tail steamed from connecting with Zilre’s burning body, but the damage was minimal and Zilre had taken even more damage from the frosty aura around Mrazivý.

“Mercurial Ice.”

Mrazivý, using her first unique skill, created a large blob of liquid silver metal with a blue tint that moved completely to her will.

Using her mercurial Ice, Mrazivý sent out several tendrils like whips and began lashing at Zilre with it.

Every time these tendrils hit the ground after Zilre avoided them an acrid mist rose up from the stage.

Not only was Mrazivý’s unique skill incredibly cold to the point of giving most frostbite after being exposed to it for only an instant, but it also was a deadly poison should it make contact.

Zilre could sense just how dangerous Mrazivý’s unique skill was, but dodging each of her attacks was limiting her options. Mrazivý was quickly cutting off her ability to maneuver and was forcing her away from her sister who was barely holding her own against Marcus.

‘Oh, looks like she has decided to use another one of her unique skills.’ Marcus thought, watching an orange glow envelope Zilre.

She had just activated a unique skill that she could only use once every five days called Unyielding.

This unique skill basically massively boosted her toughness, making her far more difficult to injure and immune to all manner of status effects while it was active.

Mrazivý’s Mercurial Frost unique skill was now basically useless against Zilre in terms of offense. She was now immune to poison and could take the cold it was emitting without incurring much damage.

No longer needing to worry about Mrazivý’ Mercurial Frost, Zilre charged straight towards her and planned to knock her aside to go assist her sister.

‘Shield form.’

Changing the form of her unique skill, Mrazivý turned it into a massive shield in Zilre’s way and jumped back.

She then took a deep breath and waited until Zilre knocked away her Mercurial Frost before unleashing her next attack.

When her opponent came back into view, pushing aside the liquid metal shield blocking her, Mrazivý opened her mouth and fired her breath attack.

This time it was nothing like the one she had launched earlier. Now that she had transformed, the attack carried behind it the same power as a true dragon.

Zilre tried to push through, but ice began forming around her despite how intense the heat around her body was and when she was around three meters away from Mrazivý she was entirely encased in ice.