Transmigrated as a Ghost

Seeing that he was all alone and that everyone from his party was gone, Marcus fanatically tried contacting them with a sending stone.

Unfortunately, he was unable to connect with anyone, either because he was too far away or there was some type of interference.

Next, he tired reaching out to Blitz or Roxene. But to his surprise, his connection with them through his seals did not go through.

'What the hell is going on? This has never happened before.'

Becoming more and more frantic Marcus was feeling a sense of dread, since all connection to his friends and family were got off.

'Screw this, I am going to find them.'

Throwing any care for the special dungeon to the side, Marcus turned towards the wall and went to phase through it and try physically searching for any of his companions.

However, to his surprise for the first time in a very long while, he hit some sort of energy field he could not pass through.

'Rending Void.'

Panic setting in, if he could not slip out in his ghost form, he would force his way out.

Slamming his tier six darkness magic spell into the wall as hard as he could, he expected to smash right through what appeared to be ordinary stone.

Yet even his rending void spell, just crashed against it and dispersed without a scratch.

'FUCK!'

Reaching the height of his frustration, Marcus felt so helpless being trapped in this room.

'Fine, all or nothing. Let me see if this wall can take everything I have.'

Activating his supreme skill and pulling out his focusing lenses and scythe. Marcus prepared to unleash all of his power against what appeared to be a simple stone wall, when his danger sense went off like crazy.

Going ethereal, he expected whatever was coming at him to pass right through, but instead he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder where something latched on to him.

Immediately he felt a draining sensation, as this creature chewed on him and absorbed his spiritual energy.

'Get off me!'

Still infuriated from being separated from everyone, Marcus conjured his iron sphere and crashed it against the beast that was taking a bite out of him.

As this happened, he heard a high-pitched screech and the creature that was munching on his shoulder was knocked off.

Turning around and facing it, he saw that it looked like a pure white eel with red eyes, and four small claws at the front of its body.

Except along with the one that had first attacked him while he was distracted trying to break out, there were seven more for eight in total.

'Damn it! I do not have time for this. I need to find the others somehow.' Marcus thought, as he stared down these beasts that were circling around and eyeing him warily.

'Tch.'

Clicking his tongue as he appraised these beasts. Marcus found that all eight of them were the same level as him at level fifty.

But that was the least of his problems, as his appraisal also revealed their race, and they were something called spirit eaters.

'This is just great. Special dungeon, more like death trap.'

Seeing that he was up against a group of foes that specifically hunted his race, Marcus was feeling a bit of pressure.

He already knew that they could hurt him, and pretty badly at that.

Just the one small bite from earlier had drain about three percent of his HP, and a small portion of his spiritual energy.

If he was not careful, he could actually wind up losing to these beasts that were his natural enemy.

'Laser.'

Using his fastest spell, Marcus aimed to cleave one of them in half in one move but found that was harder than he anticipated.

For some reason these spirit eaters were able to go ethereal themselves, and his magic had passed right through without any resistance.

After seeing this though, he just imbued his spell with spiritual energy to hit them.

However, as the spell came at them, the spirit eaters opened their mouths and sucked the spiritual energy right out of his spell.

Staring in disbelief Marcus could not believe how stupidly busted these things were.

It seemed that they truly were his worst enemy, and that he had no way to deal with them.

'But why are they not attacking me?'

Looking around at the spirit eaters, he waited for them to attack again, but they seemed wary of him and were waiting to for him to initiate.

'Fine, let me let me see how you handle this.'

Exerting his phantom pressure, he pressed down on the closest one, and luckily this time his ability had an effect.

Immediately the spirit eater he had targeted began to slow down and crashed towards the floor.

Smirking, Marcus was happy to find something that worked, and was about to move in to finish this one off when the others surrounded it.

They then opened their mouths and sucked in the spiritual energy that was being used to created his phantom pressure.

Shutting the specter power off, Marcus felt that it was only draining his spiritual energy, as they ate it up like an all you can eat buffet.

'If there were just one of them that would have worked fine, but with this many any attack I send out at any individual just gets eaten by the others. How the hell am I supposed to deal with them?'

Stuck between eight spirit eaters, Marcus could not think off much to do.

He thought maybe he could just charge in and try to swiftly chop them up before they could respond, but he doubted this would work.

They had been able to react to his laser spell, which was his fastest attack, so he was pretty sure they could respond to him jumping at them.

'Well, I have to try something. Time to get reckless.'

Seeing that caution was getting him nowhere, he began increasing the output of his supreme skill, and coalesced all of its power around him in preparation for one of his biggest attacks.

'Let me see if you can dodge or eat this.'

'Eclipse Meteor.'

Using one of his strongest attacks, he collided straight into the floor of the room he was in and caused a huge explosion of light and darkness that he had imbued with his spiritual energy.

He figured if precise attacks were not going to work, he might as well used everything he had in one big move.

Quickly the fairly small room was completely engulfed in Marcus's attack.

Yet while it was an attack that normally would have decimated any area it was used in, the floor, ceiling, and walls of this room did not even obtain a scratch on them.

Though the spirit eaters could not say the same, as they were hit by the darkness and light that was imbued with spiritual energy and took a sizable amount of damage.

Sadly, not a single one of them died, as they drained the spiritual energy from Marcus' attack, lessening its effectiveness while also using the energy to heal themselves.

When his attack cleared, naturally Marcus saw this, and he grimaced since his big all or nothing attack had failed to finish off a single one of his enemies.