Transmigrated as a Ghost

Rushing back into battle, Retharin flapped his wings and unleashed of a hundred twisters that rended through the air.

In response his opponent began rapidly punching into the air and with each blow unleashed blasts of mana that met the twisters and destroyed them.

Then after closing the distance, Retharin swiped with one of his legs, ripping through the air with his sharp claws.

Crossing her arms, the silver haired woman guarded against the attack and was sent flying at absurd speeds, before smashing into what was left of the ground.

Left in the wake of her crashing body, was a five-mile-long trench that looked like it had been made by a meteor crashing through the ground.

Yet even after taking an attack as strong as the one Retharin had unleashed. His opponent stood back up, and only had some shallow scratches on her arms that quickly healed over.

Throwing her hands in front of her, the silver haired woman coalesced an incredible amount of mana in front of her as she built up a blast bigger than Marcus had ever seen.

As she fired the blast forward towards Retharin, the ground and atmosphere around her vaporized under the sheer power behind this attack.

Still, Retharin only smiled and began rapidly flapping his wings building up an immense amount of wind before unleashing it in one powerful slash that left gales in its wake.

The two attacks collided and with an earth-shaking explosion. With both of them canceling each other out and leaving another colossal crater in the already devastated landscape.

With her latest attack blocked, the silver haired woman jumped forward. Moving well past the sound barrier and seemingly slipping through it, as she appearing in front of Retharin in an instant.

Except even as fast as his opponent had moved, Retharin kept up and the two of them began moving around with blistering speed. Trading heavy blows that created shockwaves that shook the earth and sky.

Nevertheless, even though they had traded over two hundred blows, only three seconds had gone by when the silver haired woman got under Retharin's guard and delivered a double palm strike to his chest.

With a bone cracking sound, Retharin was knocked back and crashed through the couple of still standing mountains.

In his wake these mountains crumbled down like they were made of sand, leaving only rubble in their once proud place.

Retharin's opponent following up her attack, unleased a blast of mana that split apart into hundreds of smaller blasts and carpet bombed the area.

It was a destructive attack that destroyed everything in its path and caused even greater damage to the already injured Retharin.

Eventually the dust began to settle after the last powerful attack, and Retharin pulled himself from the debris.

However, he was far from in peak condition with his chest partially caved in, one of his wings being bend at an unnatural angle, lacerations all over his body, and blood flowing from his mouth.

These were definitely not light wounds, and it was quite obvious that he was in rough shape having taken heavy damage.

Still, Retharin was not going to go down that easily and his body began shimmering with sparks of electricity that quickly fixed up his body and continued to linger giving him and even more dangerous appearance.

A condensed blast of lighting then fired off from his body towards the sky, and right before hitting the barrier, split apart into thousands of bolts that began raining down upon the entire area. Leaving nowhere to hide.

Of course, his opponent was not the least bit fazed by this and created a stone wall above her head that absorbed the bolts falling all around.

Yet, this was exactly what Retharin wanted .as her shot forward like a flash of lightning his body itself become an unstoppable force.

With his opponent's movements sealed by the lightning storm falling around them, Retharin was able to force her to take one of his strongest attacks head on.

Pulling back one of her fists and beginning to glow, the silver haired woman prepared one of her own finished moves.

It was like a zone of absolute calm surrounded her, and when Retharin was just a few dozen feet away she punched forward.

BOOOOOOM!

As the two of them impacted it seemed as if the world had ended as a blinding light filled the entire area making everything too bright to see.

Then following this blinding light was a noise so loud that it was completely indescribable and would have shatter the eardrums of any physical being before they could process what it was.

When the light receded and the sound dissipated, the surrounding that had used to be mountains and snow were now reduced to sand. Making it seem as if this battle had been happening in a desert.

Outstandingly, even after those catastrophic attacks, neither of them was dead or even mortally injured.

Certainly, they had not escaped unscathed with Retharin having half of his head crushed and bleeding profusely, while his opponents had second and third degree burns all over her body.

Except for two begins at their levels, these wounds could be considered just minor inconveniences that quickly healed away leaving them practically at peak condition.

For one of them to truly go down it would take a blow that left them at death's door, or when they finally ran out of their near limitless energy.

"Retharin how about we finish this with one last attack. We have already made a mess of the place so we might as well go all out now." The silver haired woman shouted.

Nodding his head Retharin said, "Sure it has been a while since I unleashed everything I have. Just do not start crying in the afterlife if you die from this."

"Ha, as if I am going to kick the bucker while fighting you. Now let's see what you have got."

After the two of them finished up their conversation, both of them began building up even greater power than they had already been throwing around.

What looked like a massive storm began forming around Retharin as powerful winds and blots of lighting merged into an impossible strong attack.

On the other side, the sliver haired woman had an orange glow around her body, and above her an entire mountain bigger than any within the entire Verkoudhied range formed above her.

It was a mountain so large it could easily flatten the entire royal capital of Borealia, and then some.

Once both of them had finished amassing power for their finishing attacks, Retharin fired off his powerful storm of wind and lighting, while his opponent threw the mountain she had conjured.

Colliding in the air the two attacks fought for dominance, as the mountain tried to push through the storm, and the storm began tearing the mountain apart.

In the end, the mountain simply has too much mass and power behind in. And even though it had been whittled down far from its original size, it still broke through the storm and continued on towards its target.

Having nowhere to dodge Retharin took the remains of the mountain head on, being complete crushed by it and buried under thousands of tons of rock.