Transmigrated as a Ghost

Having taken on a new form no one in the kingdom of Tralenstein had ever seen, Argus began moving his body around and getting used to a power he had not used in many years.

“Ah it feels good to finally feel his blood pumping through me again. It has been too long since I last used this power.” Argus said with an almost euphoric expression on his now warped face that looked as demonic as the aura he was emitting was.

In fact, if Marcus was here, he would definitely notice the resemblance that Argus currently shares with the massive and powerful blue demon that he saw in the Cordillera Depths Dungeon.

After taking a few moments to reveal in his new power, Argus turned his head back towards Rosly who was now looking at him with disgust.

“So, you are even more vile than I thought you were. I do not know how you obtained the power of such a foul creature as a demon, but it only doubles my resolve to end you.” Rosly said, while positioning his shield in front of himself.

He then charged right towards Argus, his shield empowered by as much mana as he could send into it.

Using one of his attack skills, Rosly slammed his shield forward aiming to impale Argus on its many spikes.

But to his surprise, Argus thrust his left hand into the shield letting its spikes pierce right through his hand.

Still, with just one arm Argus had stopped Rosly’s charge, and with a wide swing, slammed his hammer towards Rosly’s head.

CLANG!

Bringing up his mace, while he had been surprised that Argus could stop him so easily, Rosly was still very strong, and his defenses were top notch, so he quickly responded and blocked Argus’ attack.

‘Whorl Impact.’_.

Spinning his mace around, Rosly deflected Argus’ hammer away, and knocked him off balance, before jamming his mace straight into his stomach.

Coughing up a mouthful of blood and being pushed back a few dozen feet, Argus looked down at the dent in his armor and stomach, before looking hatefully at Rosly.

Even after using his demonic aspect, he found himself not quite strong enough to wholly overpower his opponent.

Of course, this was simply in large part due to the difference in their equipment, but there was nothing Argus could do about that right now.

“It appears that I took you too lightly.” Argus said as he held up his hand and let Rosly watch it quickly restore itself.

After that Argus pulled his arm back, before throwing out a punch that was clad in very dark blue lightning.

This powerful blast of lightning came at Rosly faster than he could avoid it, so all he could do was hold his shield out and take the hit.

As the lighting hit his shield it began coursing all around him, singing his skin, and numbing his muscles.

Yet this was not like normal electricity as it also drained away his stamina, and like tiny fireflies this energy was transmitted back to Argus.

Absorbing this power from Rosly, Argus smirked at the second ranked great knight who for the first time during their confirmation had taken some damage.

Naturally though, this was still far from enough to take him down, and he shot forward closing the distance, not wanting to face Argus at long range now that he knew about his lightning attack.

Jumping into action as well, Argus smashed against Rosly swinging his hammer with full force.

And unlike before, this time Rosly was the one being pushed back and having to grit his teeth, while Argus pummeled him with rapid and powerful attacks, taking little heed for his own safety, as Rosly constantly battered him with his mace.

‘Eruption Crash.’

As soon as the cool down on his attack unique skill ended, Argus slammed down on Rosly with his full force.

Holding up his shield, Rosly did his best to hold up against Argus’ full powered attack, but his knees buckled under the explosive power and was crushed into the ground.

A massive explosion raged around the two of them as Argus planted Rosly seep into the ground with his strongest attack.

However, as he pulled his hammer back, he frowned seeing that the adamantine hammer Marcus had made, had reached its limits.

‘Hm, well it was good work for not even being top tier adamantine I guess.’ Argus thought as he threw the remains of the hammer away and began walking towards the throne room.

Yet before he got far, the ground began to shake and Rosly jumped back up to the surface, an aura of rage surrounding him.

Tch!

Clicking his tongue Argus, was perturbed that Rosly had survived that, since now he was down his weapon.

Still, Rosly was bleeding heavily after taking Argus’ full powered attack, and his breathing was getting a bit ragged.

Not giving his opponent any time to recover, Argus crackled with demonic lightning again, and sent out a wide blast towards, Rosly.

Of course, Argus did not want to use this power, since it ate away at his mana and life force at an incredible rate, but it was now his best remaining weapon.

Bracing himself, and charging forward, Rosly did not falter as he leaped into the blast of lightning and withstood its power.

Running through the torrent of electricity, Rosly’s skin began to char and flake away, along with his muscles seizing up and his stamina being drained away.

But even under all of this he charged ahead stalwartly, believing wholeheartedly in his duty to protect the king and using it to fuel his resolve.

Quickly, he had made it right in front of Argus who looked out with wide eyes in surpriser to see Rosly right before him.

WHAM!

Slamming his spiked shield with all his might into Argus, Rosly turned his former compatriot into a pin cushion as he blew him away with one big push.

Crashing through debris Argus felt pain throughout his entire body, as he had been deeply impaled all over his torso and arms.

Luckily, he had been able to protect his head, but even still the damage head taken was immense.

Struggling, to get up, Argus had blood pouring all over himself, and the stamina he had stolen from Rosly was insignificant to the amount that he was going to need to heal his wounds.

However, it was not like Rosly had gotten off unscathed, and in many places, he had horribly burnt skin that had been turned black.

“Looks like you are having some trouble here.”

Looking behind him, Rosly saw who had just spoken and a conflicted expression appeared on his face.

“Kellam, you and your whispers are supposed to be protecting the king.” Rosly said towards this new figure.

Shrugging his shoulders, Kellam said, “Yes, and the others are, but the fighting out here sounded fierce, so I came to help. Anyway, things seem to not be going well so it looks like my assistance will be necessary.

Grunting, Rosly said, “Things are going fine. I only need one more attack to finish off Argus. But since you are here, back me up, just in case. He has some tricks he has kept hidden, so be careful.”

Nodding his head, Kellam took up position behind Rosly and took out his short sword, waiting for Argus to make his move.

“Arghhhh.”

Screaming out, Argus charged straight for Rosly, holding his clawed hands out in front of himself.

Waiting for Argus to come to him, as the man who seemed to be acting feral lashed out with his first swipe, Rosly intercepted it with his shield piercing through Argus’ hand and blocking his first attack.

Then he swung his mace with all his might at Argus’ head, while turning his body to lessen the damage from Argus’ second claw swipe.

Yet, as soon as he committed to his attack, Rosly felt his danger sense going off from behind him, and with lightning-fast movements he turned his neck to the side, just barely avoiding having his neck cut clean off.

Though as he avoided this surprise attack, Rosly still took quite the gash as his neck began to spurt blood.

And to make things worse, Argus’ second claw attack slammed against him and sent him flying across the area, until he crashed right into the sturdy doors of the throne room that were protected by the kingdom’s strongest barrier.

Getting to his feet Rosly stared hateful at Kellam and said, “You bastard, what are you doing? Why are you betraying me and the trust that the king put in you?”

Smiling devilishly and holding up his short sword that was dripping with Rosly’s blood, Kellam said, “Oh I am not betraying anyone. This has always been the plan. Isn’t that right Argus?”

Joining in, Argus had the same smile that Kellam had and said, “Yes, and it has taken quite some time to complete. But before we can finish, we need you to die, Rosly.”

Grimacing, Rosly, held up his shield and mace, prepared to fight both Argus and Kellam when his arms began shaking.

“Looks like it is working. I was afraid that it might take a bit longer, but you are too worn out to resist any longer.” Kellam said towards Rosly.

Feeling his arms grow heavily, Rosly dropped both his shield and mace, as the poison that had been on Kellam’s blade coursed through his veins.

Breathing heavily, Rosly looked at the two men that were quietly chuckling at his quickly deteriorating situation, as the deadly poison ravaged his body.

‘I am sorry your majesty.’ Rosly thought, before enveloping his body with all of his remaining mana.

He then began glowing as he overloaded his body with mana, until he began to crack apart.

Then after one final look back at the throne room, Rosly self-destructed with as much force as he could muster.