Transmigrated as a Ghost

Currently floating just above the ground in his ghost form and in a suspended state, all Marcus could do was watch the man that had thoroughly beaten him and Mrazivý quickly recover from his wounds.

The horrible cut that ran through his right arm that Mrazivý's final strike had caused was already mostly sealed up, and the deep laceration Marcus had carved into the man's shoulder was only a small scar that would soon fade away entirely.

The two of them had put their all into the attacks that caused these injuries, but in only a dozen seconds the overpowered man that had appeared from within the Tower of Heaven had fixed them with only a peeved expression to show how far he had been pushed.

'Mrazivý still hasn't come down yet. I can only hope that she manages to recover enough to escape while she is still in the air. I know she said she would rather fight and die with me than run away, but I can't bring myself to want her to perish alongside me.' Marcus thought holding onto the only solace that he could.

When she had contacted him with telepathy during his battle with the man that did not have a status, he had told her to get away, but she refused. In the end, Marcus had no option other than to except her proposition to launch finishing attacks at the same time or else she might do something even more reckless.

Now though, he wished he had been able to get her to leave without joining the battle. After witnessing the bottomless power that their enemy had, Marcus knew that they never stood a chance.

During the majority of the battle, the man had only fought using his physical strength. Not until the very end of the fight did he use so much as a sliver of mana. But when he finally did unleash his power, Marcus was able to feel the full breadth of it.

Without a doubt this man was the strongest entity Marcus had ever encountered. Not even Boreas, the leader of the adventurers guild, or even the other great spirits had been as overwhelming. 

'He doesn't have a status because he's an invader. He mentioned Roxene's parents' names and seemed gleeful when he talked about killing her but was upset to find she was not with me. The Administrator told me she has enemies that have their sights on Mirrion. He must be one of them.' 

Piercing through the information he had obtained; this was the only logical conclusion he could come to. He already knew that there were other worlds with life on them since he came from Earth, and that there existed other godlike entities similar to the Administrator. Yet, Marcus never expected to encounter one, at least not while still on Mirrion.

Unfortunately, Marcus had come face to face with an existence far greater than him and been beaten down. He had gone above and beyond his limits to fight evenly against such a strong opponent, but the entire time his enemy had not been taking him seriously in the slightest. And when the man did use just a bit of his true power, Marcus found himself crushed in one blow.

'Status.'

Knowing he had no other recourse, Marcus opened up his status and navigated to the window that would let him communicate with the administrator. She had never gotten back to him about the robots, but he was certain she would come if he told her about a forging intruder.

Except as he tried to send the message, all he received was an error screen in his status.

"No, I can't have that. I'm honestly surprised you have a means of contacting her, but it is too soon for me to end up on her radar. I definitely was a bit too conspicuous during our fight, but it looks like she still hasn't noticed me yet. Looks like the distraction I set up is working well." The man without a status said as he leisurely approached Marcus. It appeared that now that the battle was over, he had reverted back to his more carefree façade again.

With his last hope dashed, Marcus could only sit back and wait to be killed. His Deny Destruction unique skill was still on cooldown, so once he was finished off, that would be it for him.

'I fought the best that I could and still lost. I guess this is the end of my second life.' 

Marcus tried to act cool in the face of the end, but the volatile emotions he was trying to surpass came bubbling up. He did not want to die again. 

Back on Earth he certainly had plenty to live for. A good job, a loving family, and plenty of excitement. Still, when he died, it was due to an accident and there was not truly anyone that relied on him. In the end he was able to accept his fate. This time, however, he had so much more he wanted to do and several people that he needed and in turn needed him.

If he died, Lilia would lose the last bit of family that she had left. For Lyra he knew she would get by thanks to having Quillon, but his death would certainly weight heavily on her. Then there was Mrazivý. The two of them had been living their lives together side by side for years as partners now and Marcus was not sure how she would take it if he was no longer with her. Of course, that was only if she was lucky enough to survive in the first place.

In quick flashes the faces of all the people that Marcus cared about flashed before his eyes, and he could not help but feel a deep pain in his chest. He wanted desperately to live, but he only had a couple more seconds left as the man who was his enemy sauntered towards him to deliver the finishing blow.

Once the man without a status came to a stop next to him, Marcus looked up and saw that the man had raised his foot to literal stomp the out his life.

A part of Marcus wanted to close his eyes and hope that he would not even realize he was dead until it was already over, but at the last moment he decided to glare resentfully into the eyes of the man that was about to kill him.

In return for Marcus' glare the man simply smirked and brought his foot down. It was a powerful attack filled with spiritual energy, and Marcus knew he would not survive getting hit by it.

Yet as Marcus watched the attack that would end his life speeding towards him, it suddenly stopped. It was a completely unexpected occurrence that left both Marcus and the man that wanted to kill him dumbfounded.

A small rift in space had appeared just above Marcus, and a delicate looking arm was reaching through it and had gripped the man's leg. Stopping it in its tracks.

Then without warning, a massive wave of dark red energy burst out from the hand and engulfed the man that had intruded onto Mirrion.

Chapter 1013 Divine Intervention