Transmigrated as a Ghost



As Marcus brought his scythe down on the wendigo his body was engulfed in a deep darkness and a blinding light that merged together harmoniously in a way that should have been impossible for two opposing forces.

Against an enemy that was this powerful and enigmatic, he was not going to hold anything back and immediately used his Supreme Skill, Embodiment of Eclipse, Dark Form to greatly bolster his abilities.

"Vorpal Fang!"

For the finishing touch he used one of his strongest attack skills and swung with all his might.

In a flash far faster than Marcus had expected, the wendigo struck out with its long gangly arms that ended in razor sharp claws.

The wendigo's attack lacked the same amount of force as Marcus'. But its prioritization on speed meant that its claws reached first.

Yet, instead of tearing into Marcus, or at least pushing him back, they passed right through him harmlessly as he made part of his body intangible.

An instant later, Marcus' scythe came down on the wendigo's neck and took its head clean off.

With a sickly sound the wendigo's horrifying head fell of its body and collapsed to the ground. A small puddle of blood forming under it.

For a moment Marcus stared at the limp body of the terror of a monster he had just beheaded. Frankly he was not expecting it to be so easy.

Nevertheless, he did not let his guard down and raised his left hand above his head and prepared to use a powerful fire magic spell to incinerate the body just in case.

'Blazegram's Forge.'

The image of a furnace created completely out of flames appeared above the body of the wendigo and opened up to resale a torrent of intense fire.

Except, before the flames reached the wendigo its head and body burst into fog.

At an incredible speed the fog rushed away from the flames and the wendigo reformed several meters away from Marcus and began making a run for it.

'Shit.' Marcus thought as the wendigo got farther away.

Now that he was no longer possessing the body of the monkey-like beast native to this island his detection range was limited to only three hundred meters again, and if the wendigo went past this range, he would not be able to find it again.

Quickly he switched his Embodiment of Eclipse from Dark Form that focused on power and toughness over to Light Form that focused on speed and magic.

Then as he took off after the wendigo, he stuck out his hand with his index finger pointed at the wendigo and fired off his tier four laser spell.

It was the fastest attack he could launch and easily caught up to the wendigo.

The beam of light shot right through its head, but the monster barely even staggered. The hole in its head resealing nearly instantly.

'Damn, its fast!' Marcus thought as he pursued it.

In terms of pure speed Marcus was actually a bit ahead of it, but this was the environment it lived in, and it was able to move around far more deftly than Marcus. Plus, its senses were not hindered to the degree that Marcus' senses were, and it was using the terrain to its advantage.

Several times Marcus had wanted to use his Lightspeed Movement unique skill to reach the wendigo in practically an instant, but the monster was often darting between tree or large rocks that made it impossible for Marcus to lock in his destination before using his unique skill. 

If they were anywhere else, he would not have been struggling to this degree. Unfortunately, he did not have the home field advantage like the wendigo did.

Nevertheless, Marcus did have one major edge over the wendigo, he was not alone.

"Blest Bindings."

Bursting out of the underbrush in the direction that the wendigo had been heading. Miguel cast his tier six sacred magic spell.

Seven golden chains flew out of his outstretched hand and began wrapping around the wendigo.

The instant the fiendish monster saw the chains it attempted to burst into fog.

However, even in its immaterial form it could not escape. Sacred magic was meant for protection, halting violence, or binding evil creatures. And wendigos were one of the foulest existences in the world. It never could hope to avoid sacred magic simply by turning into fog.

As the golden chains wrapped around the fog, the wendigo was forced back into tis normal form and was fully immobilized.

In fact, despite sacred magic being known for having no offensive applications, the golden chains caused the wendigo's flesh to steam as if it was being burned by acid. 

It was an entity that's entire purpose was to bring misery and pain in one of the most horrible ways imaginable. The purity of sacred magic was basically a poison to it.

'Wow, I haven't seen this kind of reaction since I fought against Teval and he summoned those eldritch monsters from another dimension.' Marcus thought, surprised to see just how effective sacred magic was against the wendigo.

He figured that it would be effective at keeping it from running away, but he had not expected it to actually damage the monster.

For a second, he even entertained the idea that it was not a being that was supposed to exist on Mirrion just like the horrors that Teval had summoned.

Though he swiftly realized that this could not be the case. The beings that Teval had brought forth with that mysterious grimoire were not registered with the system that governed Mirrion, while the wendigo clearly was based on how Wendigo Psychosis was a status condition that could clearly be viewed in anyone's status.

'I suppose that sacred magic is more powerful than I realized. I wonder if it works the same way against demons?' Marcus thought as he watched the wendigo struggle to break free.

Eventually the wendigo went completely still, and Marcus thought it might be close to death.

That was when it raised its head up high, and a sickening gurgling sound emanated from its throat.