Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!-Chapter 1899: Maria Going All-Out!
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Meanwhile, as the battle raged on, Maria watched Lucifer slowly recover alongside Nyx.
She held back from joining the fray because she feared Nyx and Lucifer would become immediate targets the moment she attacked Sirius.
So instead…
"Dream Ghost."
Nine Dream Ghosts materialized around her, each wielding an identical sword. They surged forward like thunderous wasps straight toward Sirius.
In that instant.
While Sirius clashed fiercely with both Jonathan and Scarlet. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
Nine Marias appeared!
"...?!"
All nine swung their blades in perfect unison, executing the same technique simultaneously and layering it ninefold.
The result was what Maria called a "sword formation"—a devastating technique born when multiple swordsmen synchronized their sword energy into a unified, lethal pattern.
It echoed the same principle behind Ares' legendary War Formations.
Therefore…
{Spectral Ghostly Fist Art: Eleventh Form – Nightmare Soul Blade Dance}!
"What!"
Sirius froze in astonishment as Maria unleashed her nine overlapping techniques, her Dream Ghosts dancing in flawless harmony.
A relentless rain of electrified sword slashes descended in a heartbeat, weaving gracefully around his body.
Ghostly nightmare essence pierced his defenses and seared straight into his soul, scorching his consciousness.
"GAAACK!"
For the first time, Sirius screamed in raw agony. Blood streamed from his eyes as Maria's onslaught refused to relent—attacks striking from above, below, left, right, and every conceivable angle!
SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!
Each cut disrupted Sirius's "Flow," shattering the delicate balance of his internal energy.
Jonathan and Scarlet seized the opening and charged with everything they had.
"{Heaven Sundering Holy Blade Style}: {Third Form – Piercing Thrust}!"
"{Abyssal Blood Dual Spear Art}: {Second Art – Impaling Torture}!"
Their weapons drove through Sirius's body again and again. Blood sprayed wildly as shock twisted his face—he realized his doom.
He had been ensnared.
Caught in that woman's unbreakable web!
He could no longer move freely—he was trapped!
"D-Damn it! What is this?!"
Every step he attempted left him covered in fresh, gaping wounds!
Yet his vampiric regeneration fought desperately to keep pace as he searched for any opening.
"You haven't seen half of what I can do!"
With a furious roar, Sirius shattered his Dominion and summoned dozens of colossal blood swords, hurling them endlessly at his foes.
Jonathan and Scarlet were forced back. Maria's Dream Ghosts shattered into motes of light.
"Unless the real you steps in to fight me personally, don't expect to overwhelm me so easily!"
He lunged straight for Maria. His Aura erupted violently, manifesting as a towering crimson king—multi-armed, multi-headed, winged, clawed, furred, and eyed—a grotesque chimeric fusion of his seven Martial Souls melded with his own body and spirit.
The sight filled Maria with profound dread and revulsion!
Somehow, that entity birthed from Sirius no longer resembled a Martial Soul at all.
It was the grotesque embodiment of his twisted, mutated soul.
"Sirius's soul is rapidly mutating into some kind of Outer God?!"
Maria stared in stunned horror as the truth sank in.
For thousands of years, Sirius had relentlessly warped his soul and body to their absolute limits.
At some point, he had unknowingly crossed a forbidden threshold.
A boundary that plunged him toward the depths of insanity and madness where Outer Gods are born.
"Sirius!"
With a furious cry, Maria fused with all nine Dream Soul Spheres, pushing her thought process to an extreme acceleration.
The world around her slowed dramatically.
A single droplet of blood hung almost motionless in the air, as though time itself had frozen!
And that was not all.
Sirius noticed. He pushed his own perception and movement to match her speed.
His nascent Outer God-like Soul Aura—still not a true Outer God—enveloped him completely, rendering him equally divine, grotesque, majestic, and terrifying.
By transforming most of his body into Blood Lightning, he somehow kept pace.
Maria became Ghost Lightning in turn. Their swords and bodies collided in a storm of red and golden explosions.
CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!
Gaining a slight edge, Maria brought her sword down in a sweeping arc. Her Aura surged violently, manifesting her Martial Soul—a towering Cosmic Skeleton Goddess that fused directly into her body.
Bone and starlight painted her form. Her speed and strength soared to new heights.
"Tch!"
Sirius, sensing the shift, forced himself further, clashing fiercely against her. His blood swords unleashed a relentless barrage of stolen and mastered techniques.
Downward slashes, vertical cuts, horizontal sweeps, piercing stabs, parries, guards—every move blended into a deadly symphony as both swordsmen poured everything into the exchange!
To Jonathan and Scarlet, they appeared as twin blurs—gold, blue, red, and black—streaking impossibly fast across the battlefield.
Their eyes could barely track the sheer velocity.
Using Ghostly Lightning Dragonfly Step, Maria pursued Sirius relentlessly. Combining it with Soul-Shattering Ghostly Scorpion Sting, she landed deep, piercing wounds into both body and soul!
But the true terror emerged when those two techniques merged—the dragonfly and scorpion fused into a deadly, lightning-fast wasp.
CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!
"Nnnggh!"
Sirius's face twisted in disbelief as he was steadily overwhelmed! Maria attacked with unrelenting ferocity, accelerating her mind to the breaking point. Her brain fried and regenerated again and again under the strain.
Yet she gave him no respite. Her speed outpaced his regeneration; inflicting damage faster than he could heal.
This was the power of "Flow"—a concept she had grasped only moments earlier.
"Spectral Ghostly Fist Art."
"Eleventh Form."
"Nightmare Soul Blade Dance!"
Sirius's eyes widened in horror as Maria's Aura split into nine identical clones.
Each was a Dream Ghost.
Yet she simultaneously used them to further accelerate her thinking!
She stretched her Dream Soul Spheres to their absolute limit, performing both feats at once!
SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!
"Gaaack!"
Sirius screamed in pure agony as he desperately countered with hundreds of blows in a fraction of a second.
Maria met him with another technique—both offense and defense in perfect harmony.
"Twelfth Form."
"Dream-Chasing Star Blade Dome!"
Her nine Dream Ghosts transformed into spinning blades that encircled her body.
Sirius's attacks shattered instantly; his magic and techniques torn apart by her Sword Soul Heart.
Then she pressed forward.
"Thirteenth Form."
"Spectral Dream Ghost Carnival!"
"...?!"
Sirius stared in shock as a dazzling carnival of sword dances erupted—each movement fracturing into a riot of colors and strikes from every direction.
This technique created "echoes" of prior attacks, compounding damage the longer Maria maintained her relentless assault.
"Fourteenth Form."
"Nightmare Soul Memory Painting!"
The riot of colors swiftly converged into a breathtaking canvas—a night sky ablaze with stars.
A sword formation that sealed Sirius's body and soul in place, then began tearing them apart piece by piece.
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