Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 591 The Great Change

The Ford realm shone with splendor on this momentous day, every corner festooned with exceptional flair.

This setup outdid Teresa's earlier wedding by at least ten or twenty times; the prior one had been hurried, yet now they poured out fortunes without restraint.

Besides, the Ford realm had expanded of late, even devouring two of the most powerful clans.

Though Teresa's departure posed challenges, the leftovers of her treasures kept them thriving abundantly.

Regardless of the harsh climate, crowds numbering in the dozens kept streaming into the realm, all struck with wonder at the lavish setups.

Thousands had already assembled, knowing full well this union would prove far from mundane.

Plenty showed up specifically, drawn by the drama of the Ford family's last matrimonial affair.

Even greater numbers flocked due to Teresa, certain she'd make an appearance without fail.

Ford family members hustled about, as Sir Giant plotted one final push to reclaim Teresa.

He now regretted perhaps even allowing Vritra near her, yet he wavered too, given her apparent joy with him, unwilling to tear them apart.

He merely wished the pair would settle there for good.

The Golden Moon faction had also shown up, including the six key figures and numerous additional members.

Curiously, the dreaded chief, Oracle, suffered from a persistent cough and moved with an odd gait for unclear reasons.

Yet he carried on as though no one nearby outranked him in the slightest.

Nearly every major group attended, including shadowy ones—some concealed, others brazenly present while feigning respectability.

Gathered in a vast clearing, the crowd stood beneath an unseen shield that blocked falling snow and spores, enhancing the scene's stunning allure.

However, the stars of the day's spectacle hadn't appeared yet—not the couple, but certain others.

Within the House of Darkness, Vritra donned a sleek black ensemble that suited him remarkably.

Meeting his future relatives demanded he present himself sharply, of course.

He lingered outside Maeve's chamber, pondering if her transformation would wrap up punctually.

They prepared to depart, but the demoness remained secluded, and despite time differences, this phase dragged on extensively.

Moments later, he opted to reach out to her through thought.

After several attempts, mental communication opened up between them.

'Foxie, are you emerging anytime now? The hour has come; we're off to the wedding shortly.' Vritra conveyed, and a crestfallen tone echoed back in his thoughts.

"Master, this process needs more time, I… can't join you." Maeve replied, yearning deeply to attend and strike down foes personally.

'That's fine, concentrate on your evolution—it matters most.' he reassured, since Oracle and his ilk meant nothing in their world.

And post this day, they'd vanish entirely.

"Yes, master, thrash them harder for me, and capture everything, I'll watch afterward." Maeve urged.

'Sure, we'll return shortly.' Vritra chatted with her further before proceeding to the adjacent space.

There, his other spouses awaited, clad in cozy winter garb that concealed their figures yet left them radiantly stunning.

His eyes shifted across Fiona, Diana, Vanessa, Teresa, settling last on Yasmine.

"You ladies appear stunning, tempting me to scrap the rest of our scheme." He grinned, prompting the five to rise and approach him.

"No such luck, we must carve up some swine, denying them further days of ease." Yasmine declared, smoothing Vritra's attire tenderly while tracing his torso.

"Should I…?" Teresa glanced at Vritra, clutching her veil.

"No need, skip the veil. I'll cast an illusion to hide you from view, or Diana can manage it." Vritra explained, directing his look toward the deity.

Diana had acquired a halo as well; weaker than mythic grade, it had strengthened considerably regardless.

Handling a basic concealment posed no issue for her.

"Absolutely, I've got it, love." Diana affirmed.

"Darling, time to move." Vanessa beamed, eager to exact vengeance on those who harmed her child.

Though no Yate kin joined, Gunter provided transport options, one for Vritra and his companions.

The second hauled presents: Onest and Shitless.

Thus, they set off for the site together.

The vehicle's atmosphere felt upbeat, save for Yennefer's ongoing confinement; otherwise, all progressed flawlessly.

Locating Jack would resolve yet another issue.

From reports, though, he'd simply vanished without trace.

Vritra searched in vain and had to bide his time.

Keeping that werewolf fellow might've helped, but his demise rendered such notions useless.

The pair of transports sped via the thick blizzard, shielded by wards that left them untouched.

Soon, melodies reached their ears from kilometers off, alongside vivid glows lighting the Ford realm's gateway.

'They've spared no effort indeed.' Vritra mused, glancing at Teresa, whose expression remained impassive.

Ford family ties evidently stirred her no more; Vritra welcomed this, yet for her benefit, he chose mercy over slaughter.

As the crafts neared the entry, they descended, parting the snow beneath slightly.

At that instant, a weary dragonfly faltered through the flurry, drifting earthward fatigued.

It touched down on the drifts, on the brink of perishing; many bugs and beasts had succumbed to the cold.

Suddenly, a frail parasitic bloom snapped shut over the bug.

The dragonfly thrashed feebly to break free but soon stilled, inching nearer to oblivion.

Amid the quiet, minuscule spores drifted down, blanketing the terrain.

Then, an imperceptible surge raced across the globe at speed, undetectable and unfelt—even Vritra sensed nothing as it swept by.

The minute spores twisted into bizarre shapes through evolution.

Dozens clung to and pierced the flora already.

Abruptly, the parasitic growth hummed, its jaws pried wide as swarms of altered tiny dragonflies burst forth.

Once airborne, the swarm converged into a massive bug form before darting afar.

The bloom below thrummed and writhed too, ballooning in scale with tendrils unfurling, surging with vibrant vitality.

In a flash, shrieks and wails from myriad beings rent the air deafeningly.

A massive shift ignited worldwide, destined to impact every life form.

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