Transmigrated as a Ghost

Looking up towards the ceiling Marcus could see that three new attackers were joining the fray.

However, these three were far more unsettling because they were flying on the backs of what looked like giant humanoid vultures with long reptilian tails and claws the size of longswords.

There was no doubt upon seeing them that they were demons. Marcus felt the same type of visceral revolution he always did when coming in contact with the inhuman creature that was neither, beast, monster, nor spirit.

Yet as unsettling as these three demons were, it was the figures on their backs that caught his attention the most as they all had the royal family’s signature blue hair.

Of them Marcus recognized two, one of which he had quite the bad experience with.

‘Soith.’ Marcus thought as anger started to well up inside him.

He had all but forgotten about the former first prince who had been disowned and banished after bringing in assassins to kill James, Mrazivý, and of course Irene. But now here the bastard was again on the back of a demon.

‘Laser.’

Not waiting for the new arrivals to get any closer or give them time to try anything, Marcus fired off a laser spell at full power. Aiming to cleave the demons and traitors in half all in one go.

Unfortunately, the vulture like demons put up a powerful red barrier that blocked the laser spell and sent it splintering off in multiple directions.

Tch!

With his first attack blocked Marcus prepared to fire out another and this time he planned to make sure it broke through._.

But before he could more of the Demonic Essence enhanced assailants charged at him and he had to divert his attention towards them.

“Oh, that certainly gave me a fright. For a second there I though that spell would reach us.” Braylen Borealia, the seventh prince and one of the siblings that Mrazivý thought was her ally said to his fellow royal family members who were on the backs of demons.

“Certainly, that was an impressive attack. But surely you knew it would never reach us with the protection our leader has provided us.” The man Marcus did not recognize said.

“Whatever, it does not matter. Let us go and kill the bitch who thinks she can steal my crown.” Soith said, rage pulsing in his bloodshot eyes.

He and his compatriots turned towards Frostine’s group that had been held up by the disposable pawns and the demons and their riders made their way towards their targets.

‘Damn it! Don’t think you can get away from me!’ Marcus thought as he cut down another attacker who was coming after his group.

He was about to turn to Mrazivý and tell her to keep Lilia and Alaric’s family safe, but she had already shot off into the air leaving him to deal with all the attackers around them.

No longer was she in her normal from, she had used her draconic transformation and now had sharp claws, thick horns, and wings of a dragon’s poking out of her back.

Along with her transformation she had stored away her adamantine saber and taken out the amethros one that she had recently gotten.

She was flying off in a fury to strike down the members of her family that had clearly thrown themselves in with demons.

“Sword Savant Style, Fist Form, Typhoon Fang!”

Yelling out the name of her attack skill, Mrazivý sliced through the air so fast it made a sonic boom and she slashed down with all her might.

The demonic vulture sensing this attack coming put up another barrier, but this time it broke in an instant.

Mrazivý’s attack had far too much force for it to block, and she cleaved through one of its wings sending it plummeting to the ground.

Charging towards the plummeting demon to the ground Mrazivý was caught off guard as it unleashed a wave of unsettling black mist at her and she was forced to move into a defensive stance.

However, as she set up a mana barrier, she found it had no effect and the pestilence wave sent out by the demon hit her and black spots began growing around her body.

Quickly she began to feel faint as the disease worked its way through her system. And even with the power of a dragon she found herself unable to resist.

“My you certainly have changed sister. To think that you would be able to awaken the blood of dragons that flows through our veins.” Braelyn Borealia said mockingly as he looked down upon Mrazivý.

Still, he was actually surprised to see that she was still conscious and not already at death’s doors after having been hit with the pestilence of the demon world.

“MRAZIVÝ!” Soith screamed as he picked himself up off the ground.

He was completely livid to have been interrupted by her, especially when he felt she was part of the reason he had been disowned.

“Now, now. No need to lose control.” The other man who bore the signature hair color of the royal family said.

He had descended towards Mrazivý who was now coughing violently, but she still had her guard up and was ready to defend herself.

“Uncle Vaughn. Why would you do this? Surely a man of your knowledge must know that working with demons will get you nothing but losing you life and soul.” Mrazivý said as she glared at the man who was a renowned researcher and part of the royal family.

“Hmph, maybe to the uninformed yes, but if you know how to make the right deal then there is much power to be gained. Now we have no more time to deal with you. I will allow you to play with some of my other minions.”

After saying this Vaughn Borealia took out from under his robe two ghastly shrunk heads that each had a shriveled-up heart in their mouths and tossed them towards Mrazivý.

As they fell these two horrifying idols tore apart, and a black hole in space opened up which two more demons came out of.

These demons were different from the flying vulture like ones. They had blood red skin that was tightly fit against their skin like that of a person that had not eaten for months, and they had a sickly smelling resin like substance flowing over their bodies.

They immediately flew towards Mrazivý who was only becoming sicker and began attacking with their razor-sharp claws.

With Mrazivý now being dealt with Soith sneered at her, before turning his attention towards Frostine.

He then mounted back onto the demonic vulture that had already regenerated its wing and took off towards the crowned princess.

“No, get back here!” Mrazivý yelled as the traitors of her family flew away towards her sister.

Sadly, she was currently dealing with two very veracious and difficult to deal with demons. Not to mention she was barely able to keep herself from coughing up a lung from the disease that was ravaging her body.

“Railgun.”

In an instant a bright flash of light shot by and one of the demons was blown completely apart without having any chance to react.

“Get away from her!”

Flying up towards Mrazivý after shooting off his railgun attack, Marcus blocked the remaining demon with his scythe swung wildly to force it back.

‘Level fifty-six. Fuck, how did they summon something like this here?’

He knew that demons could not just come into his world on their own and the stronger they were the harder it was to summon them.

The first one he had encountered had been summoned by a budding necromancer in Loursend, and the second by a group of nobles that seemed to be demon worshipping cultists in the very manor that he now called his home.

‘I knew that there were people like this, but I never imagined they would be able to bring forth such powerful demons or that they would be part of the royal family.’ Marcus thought as he squared off against the remaining of the demons that was left to kill Mrazivý.

He flourished his scythe around and tried to slice through the thing, but the resin it was producing made his scythe slide right off and it lunged at him wildly with claws and fangs.

‘Fine, try this. Lighting bind.’

Seeing that his physical attacks were having little effect Marcus switched over to magic and sent out three powerful rings of electricity that wrapped around the demon’s body.

This seemed to have some effect as it howled in pain as it was electrocuted, but even the powerful spell seemed far from enough to fully immobilize this demon.

“Frigid Blast.”

But while she may have been suffering from being infected by a deadly disease, Mrazivý was far from close to being down, and followed up Marcus’ spell with her own.

The temperature of the entire venue seemed to drop multiple degrees as she fired off a tier five spell, and the once savage demon was blasted against one of the room’s walls and frozen solid in a huge block of ice.

Still, this took all Mrazivý had left in her, and she began falling to the ground as the disease overtook her body.

“I got you.”

Stopping her from plummeting into the ground Marcus grabbed his fiancée whose body was now covering in black spots of necrosis.

‘Greater Restoration.’

Casting the tier six healing magic spell Marcus began flushing the disease out of Mrazivý’s system and at the same time he used his spirit healing to double his efforts.

The soft white glow enveloped Mrazivý and by the time Marcus touched back down on the floor all of the black spots around her body were long gone.

“Are you oaky?” Marcus asked with a look of concern.

“Yeah, I am fine now. But enough about me. We need to stop those traitors before they kill Frostine.”