TRANSMIGRATED AS A GHOST

Tears flooding down her face, Gwyneira seeing Boreas for the first time in many decades shrunk back down into her human form and embraced him with they were floating in the air.

“You said you would only be gone for fifty years, but it has been nearly a century. I have waited so long for you to come back. Every day I wanted to use the magic item you left me that would call you back. Why did you leave me behind for so long?” Gwyneira said with a hurt look.

Coupled with the fact that she had just almost died, and that Boreas had suddenly shown up, her emotions were in turmoil, and she was not sure to whether to be scared, happy, angry, or relived.

With a downcast expression he was not sure what to say.

Still he brough Gwyneira closer into his embrace, and eventually said, “I am sorry, it will not happen again. I should have turned down the offer to enter that special dungeon. But I did come as soon as you called.”

He then held up the twin golden rod that he had in his possession which had broken in half.

After doing this, he looked around him as he could feel that everyone’s eyes were on him.

Quickly he locked eyes with Aria who gave him a warm smile since she was his great granddaughter._.

Though by their looks it would have been hard to discern this since while Aria even being almost two hundred years old looked around sixty, Boreas who was much older still looked like he was in his mid-thirties.

His olive skin and black hair were as vibrant as ever, and he still exuded an aura of strength such that he seemed invincible.

‘Aria, would you mind telling me what is going on here.’ Boreas said over telepathy to her.

However, before she could, an incredibly powerful presence could be felt coming from the west at a rapid pace.

Immediately the gentle look in Boreas’ eyes as he held his wife vanished, and he looked out towards this approaching being with a fiercens in his eyes.

Yet while he felt apprehension everyone else looked on with relief as they saw Jaela flying back over towards them.

Unfortunately, while one of their strongest allies had returned, their enemy was far from defeated.

Rising up from the ground after being blown away and shredded to pieces, the Doomsday Worm was furious and let out a horrid sound that resounded for hundreds of miles.

“YOU THINK YOUR ANGRY!” Jaela yelled back as she looked down at the Dread Burrower.

She had been flung nearly halfway around the would when she was hit with its backside, and now she was furious.

It was the first time in a very long time that she had actually been injured, having suffered multiple broken bones from the hit.

Her mana began rapidly exploding off of her and forming into hundreds of circles in the air which quickly turned into giant sunflowers.

Then coming down from the sky was her giant tree named Deku, and its leaves were pulsating with light.

The flowers soon started doing the same, and the hundreds of them began growing brighter and brighter until they started firing off beams of light.

These beams streaked through the air and crashed down all around the Doomsday Worm, boring holes into its body and blowing it apart.

It was a devastating attack that would have been similar to if Marcus was able to release thousands of his quasar blast spell at one time.

Though Jaela was not quite done yet as a massive flower had formed on her giant floating tree, and it unleashed a beam far larger than the rest and easily comparable to the one the Dread Burrower could produce.

In fact, it opened its mouth and returned fire and the two beams hit each other and caused an earth-shattering explosion equivalent to multiple hydrogen bombs being set off.

Her fury beginning to wane now that she had unleash a massive attack, she looked around at the others to assess any damages that they might have sustained.

But instead of seeing anyone else missing, she now noticed a new man on the battlefield who was embracing Gwyneira who had taken humanoid form.

Still, the brief calm did not last long as the Doomsday Worm sent out its tendrils to attack the insufferable people that were attacking it.

“Why don’t you just die.” Boreas said as her flicked his arm forward.

He sent out a barrage of huge wind blades that were each over a mile long and they ripped through the monster’s tendrils and tore apart its body.

It was an impressive display of power that had even Jaela surprised. She quickly appraised Boreas and looked at him with a stunned expression.

“Level ninety-five.” She said in a daze.

It was very rare for her to find people higher level than she was, but here one was and seemingly to help them out in this fight.

“That thing is stupidly tough isn’t it.” Boreas mumbled seeing the Dread Burrower already putting itself together.

“Yes, it certainly is.” Gwyneira said as she pushed away from him and looked up with a smile.

Flying over to the two of them, the remaining archmages and knights kneeled in the sky to both Boreas and Gwyneira.

As the elites of the kingdom, they naturally knew that these two were the first king and queen of Borealia, the kingdom that they served.

“What orders of do you have for us?” Darius said directly to Boreas.

Though the cool moment of the knights and mages kneeling was swiftly interrupted, as Retharin, Ardea, Jaela, and Asher who had managed to recover himself with an elixir came flying over as well.

“And who might you be?” Jaela said with a bit of apprehension in her voice.

She was still not sure whether Boreas was on their side even though all the signs pointed to him being so.

Luckily with him having just dealt a devastating blow to the Doomsday Worm they were all able to have a few moments of reprieve, and Boreas said, “I do not mind answering that question, but I have some of my own. How about we move away for a bit, and we can talk.”