Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 626 Wall

While Vritra and Maeve made their way back, Lad's voice reached their ears, drawing them promptly to the 12th floor.

'Could they be with those four I eliminated before?' Vritra's face grew cold in an instant.

With a signal to Maeve, they crept silently toward the cluster of people.

Their forms blended seamlessly into the shadows, remaining undetected even right behind the group.

A blade materialized in Vritra's grip as he advanced on the rearmost figure in the bunch.

[Blood Manipulation Activated!]

His free hand sealed the man's mouth while the keen edge sliced into his neck, the motion lightning-fast.

Thanks to his power, no blood spurted forth.

Vritra dispatched him without a whisper of sound, easing the knife free and lowering the corpse gently.

{Sin Point Gained: Killed a Mutant +50}

In a flash, he struck again on another fellow, yanking him rearward as the dagger plunged into his throat.

{Sin Point Gained: Killed a Mutant +52}

{Sin Point Gained: Killed a Mutant +49}

…

Seven notifications flashed rapidly in front of him as Vritra took them out one by one in stealth, alerts piling up swiftly.

A straight-up clash would've posed real trouble, yet here they couldn't even trigger their powers, turning it into a breeze.

Moreover, the zombies' clamor drowned out the subtle disturbances.

"Smash this door and take out whoever's inside, except the women, obviously." Lad commanded, then spun around moments later to spot a dark silhouette.

"Wha—" Terror gripped him as he tried to flee, but the blade came down hard on his skull.

CRACK

The dagger drove through the bone and into his mind, ending him on the spot.

Vritra stepped into the light at last, his hands slick with crimson.

He withdrew the weapon, wiping it on one of their outfits before stowing it away in his inventory.

"Onest, it's me—open up." Vritra called out, prompting Onest to glance through and exhale in relief.

The door swung wide, revealing the eight lifeless forms.

"Toss them out with the four bodies from that room." Vritra instructed while entering the flat.

{Sin Points: 412}

Each of his attributes had risen by 0.4 or 0.5, except spiritual, which only ticked up by 0.1.

"Darling!" Fiona leaped into his embrace the moment Vritra stepped in.

"Dear, you're not injured, right?" Diana inquired, assisting in wiping his hands clean.

"I'm good—have you all awakened?" He questioned, eyeing his wives.

Onest and Shitless hurried back after disposing of the remains.

"Yes, we have." Yennefer replied, brushing a speck of blood from his face.

"So, what abilities did you get?" He probed with interest.

Fiona jumped in first: "Our powers are pretty much like they were on Zoratian planet—I can wield a unique fire."

"I command every element." Yennefer added; she skipped the need to hone her talents.

"Mine lets me trigger blasts and some kind of spirit assault." Yasmine shared; it echoed her old life's gift.

"I weave illusions and bend minds to my will." Vanessa stated; it mirrored her old hypnosis trick.

"I've got healing, weakening effects, and poison handling." Diana announced, her look showing the goddess itched to try them out.

"My power's like a barrier? Perhaps a shield type." Teresa said; even the details were fuzzy.

Having heard from all his wives, Vritra recited their fresh abilities. Most stayed true to form, though Diana now handled toxins too.

Yasmine reclaimed her past power, while Teresa's stood out as the oddest.

He resolved to examine it soon, then turned to the last two in the space.

"Well, I've got super speed and sorta an auto-evade thing." Onest explained.

"My skill turns my whole body to metal—that's it, zilch more, really." Monk Shitless claimed, though he clearly held back.

"Come on, spill it. We need to know everyone's tricks for fights, and no outsiders here." Vritra urged.

"Sigh…" Shitless let out a breath, scanning the room before agreeing with a nod.

In short order, he revealed his shifts: first into a metallic form.

Then he shifted back and morphed into a known shape—Shit Sonia.

"Pfftt hahaha, You were so into it that even now you cling to Sonia?" Vritra and the rest burst into laughter.

Shitless longed for his Bullo; at least he wouldn't mock. This cursed persona just stuck around.

"COUGH Anyway, my power's blood control and some evolution deal—regardless, we'll sweep this structure before moving on."

Vritra declared; this Sonia form would prove handy later.

"First off, let's make a party." Vritra guided, and a prompt showed up for everyone.

With yes clicks, they all joined as Vritra's teammates.

"Plenty of zombies up top—let's handle them before tackling the folks downstairs." Vritra suggested, and following quick setups, the group exited.

Given his boosted stats and the team's skills, he felt confident in wiping out those undead.

Out of the unit, they ascended fast and faced precisely thirteen zombies.

"Mom, hypnotize the zombies to draw them over, and Diana, weaken them." Vritra directed from their shadowed spot.

Maeve's gift shone brightly in this setup; absent it, navigation would've been way riskier.

The goddess needed contact for poisons, but debuffs worked afar.

Vanessa gave a nod, concentrating—yet at her level, she managed just one zombie at most.

Luckily, their spirit stats were feeble.

A zombie pivoted and shambled their way.

Diana cast her power too, a dim red glow encircling the undead and sapping its strength.

Vritra and Maeve edged nearer in silence, as the others stayed concealed by the steps.

[Blood Manipulation Activated]

Once close enough, Vritra jabbed the knife into its brain, then bound its jaws with its foul blood to silence any cry.

Yasmine fired a spirit strike at the same instant, freezing it in place.

{Sin Point Gained: Killed a Mutant +51}

No more orders needed—Diana and Vanessa kept at it, luring and softening one undead after another.

This method turned the takedowns smooth sailing.

…

Minutes later, just one of the thirteen still stirred.

Vritra yanked the blade from yet another's cranium, fixing on the lone survivor.

"Tess, test your wall on that zombie." He instructed; he'd spared the frail one for exactly this.

Tess aimed her palm and triggered the ability.

Suddenly, a near-transparent box enclosed the zombie, halting its motion.

Yet soon it stirred again, roaring—though no noise escaped the barrier.

It hammered the side, shattering it after two blows.

'Oh, that's promising.' Vritra mused, his eyes locking on the zombie.

[Blood Manipulation Activated!]

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