Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 678 A Crazy Woman

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The protector confronts Vritra from the sky, accusing him of destroying part of the world bank and attempting to capture him, prompting Vritra to flee and activate his Blood Demon Transformation for a fierce counterattack with blood eagles and spear strikes. An administrator intervenes, warning the protector against interfering in the game and questioning Vritra's unusual presence and player-like code. Betrayed by the protector, who stabs him from behind, the administrator faces a joint assault from Vritra and the protector, defending with powerful attacks until he crushes an orb to summon the gods' intervention, rendering further resistance pointless.

A short distance away, a young woman with flowing blonde hair perched atop a cloud, clutching a tiny orb in her palm.

This orb held the message dispatched by the administrator.

Only a little more time remained, and by exploiting the turmoil from an administrator's demise, she could finally encounter him.

Exposing her presence too soon would endanger Vritra and alert her family.

Thus, she had to stir up some disorder first, and nothing could spark greater chaos than slaying an administrator.

"Go ahead, my love. Kill him. I'm here to back you up." She whispered, her tone enchanting like a hypnotic incantation that could captivate anyone.

The wild gleam in her eyes grew fiercer as she watched Vritra battle with such bold ferocity, igniting a fierce urge within her to draw him into a fierce hug.

Even though those nine years were mere illusions, fabricated memories unknown to Vritra himself.

Yet she had shared nine full years alongside him, isolated as just the pair of them.

Given her nature, she hadn't trusted or favored him initially, but once her affections took hold, everything else faded into irrelevance—she tumbled deeply.

They had lived almost seven years as spouses, even if it wasn't genuine, mirroring precisely who Vritra truly was.

To hasten their reunion, she had perpetrated countless violations within the higher being society.

Aware of the strict laws and her clan's stance, she understood they would never permit her union with an ordinary mortal.

However, such concerns meant nothing; he was hers alone, and she would go to any lengths to claim him.

Regarding a single god, what threat could they pose to him? She would sooner eliminate all ten deities supervising this contest.

Meanwhile, the protector and Vritra eyed the administrator with odd suspicion as he hovered there brimming with assurance.

"How much longer until your gods show up?" Vritra inquired, gripping his spear firmly.

He remained uncertain about the consequences should a god truly intervene.

"Hmph, just wait—they'll arrive shortly. I prefer not to unleash divine retribution on you both, so bide your time for the gods' verdict." The administrator declared.

Several seconds elapsed, followed by a full minute, causing the administrator to scowl—something felt amiss.

In that instant, Vritra and the protector surged forward, unleashing devastating strikes against the perplexed administrator.

Startled and unprepared, multiple chains impaled his form while the spear plunged into his brow.

"Y-You… Aren't you afraid of the gods?" Despite his brain being ravaged, he fixed a venomous stare on them.

His surviving hand twitched as he retrieved another orb, one Vritra instantly recognized.

SWISH

Vritra swung swiftly, severing the last arm and seizing the divine punishment orb to pocket it safely.

Once more, the duo bombarded him relentlessly with assaults, puncturing his body full of gashes.

The administrator attempted to strike Vritra down repeatedly, yet even during the protector's absences, no blows landed.

'Who's aiding him? I must get away!' At last, terror infiltrated his core.

Much like the gods, administrators were avaricious entities driven primarily by personal gain.

He had no desire to perish merely to apprehend these foes, so he spun about and attempted to bolt.

Chains swiftly ensnared him, and Vritra cleaved through his neck before thrusting the spear into the administrator's energy core.

BOOOOOOOOOM!!

The administrator's corpse exploded into fragments as the heavens abruptly illuminated, shrouded in ferocious, turbulent energy.

Vritra and the protector were hurled backward as the administrator perished.

The blonde observer nearby flicked her fingers, obliterating his soul and the covert signal he had transmitted prior to dying.

[Congratulations! Special secret task completed!!]

[You have killed an administrator!!]

[You have been rewarded with 100 Strength Attribute points.]

[You have been rewarded with 100 Agility Attribute points.]

[You have been rewarded with 100 Endurance Attribute points.]

[You have been rewarded with 100 Spiritual Attribute points.]

{Sin Point Gained: Killed a Mutant +1,000,000}

[You have been rewarded with the Infinite Evolution Ascension Path!]

A barrage of notifications suddenly scrolled before Vritra's vision, accompanied by a soothing warmth that enveloped his form.

His power surged dramatically, both his mind and physique easing into tranquility as potent energy rippled around him.

Every stat had exceeded 200, with the Spiritual attribute soaring past 300—the increase was immense.

'Whoa, 1 million Sin points!!' Scanning the alerts, Vritra felt a surge of astonishment.

He hadn't anticipated rewards for such an act; rather, he braced for pursuit by fellow administrators.

Yet this turned out to be a delightful windfall.

He rose to his feet, observing his injuries mend at an astonishing pace, then checked his status interface.

[Stats]

(Strength: 270.6)

(Agility: 278.3)

(Endurance: 272.8)

(Spiritual: 315.3)

{Free Attribute: 16}

{Sin Points: 1,027,920}

"And yet another ascension path!" This proved a surprising boon, though more pressing issues demanded his focus now.

"Well, Vritra, having slain an administrator, you can no longer join the game. Why not join me instead?" The protector suggested.

He felt stunned at how effortlessly the administrator fell—it seemed far too straightforward.

This unease hinted at another's presence in the vicinity.

Even with Vritra's boosted might, overpowering the protector remained beyond him.

'Hey, Divine, got any suggestions?' Adopting a combat stance as the spear returned to his grasp, Vritra queried.

"Sigh, so you intend to fight until the bitter end—COUGH" Abruptly, searing agony ravaged the protector's mind and frame.

As though on the verge of disintegration, he had never sensed mortality so vividly; an ominous force compressed his entire being.

Then, a lone command echoed within his thoughts…

'LEAVE!!'

His legs quaked, his body shuddering violently as he nearly collapsed.

Realizing another moment's delay spelled doom, the protector uttered no further words and sped off at maximum velocity.

"Huh? What just happened?" Vritra puzzled over the sudden departure.

Regardless, it was high time to locate his kin and press on with the game, exercising greater caution.

Yet as he prepared to take flight, an peculiar impulse surfaced in his thoughts.

'Hold on, they're safe, but first I must activate the Infinite Evolution Ascension Path.'

Without further reflection, he clutched the ascension path stone and channeled energy into it.

This felt odd, excessively so… why the haste once more? Family should have come first.

But prior to any additional contemplation, the transformation commenced…

This instance unfolded without coercion.

The stone gradually crumbled to powder, encircling his figure as he levitated, radiating like a blazing star.

Vritra sensed a subtle alteration in his physique, followed by his awareness plunging into obscurity.

All senses vanished, surrendering fully to the metamorphosis. The environment succumbed to a grander spectacle.

***

After an indeterminate period, Vritra's perceptions gradually resurfaced.

His eyelids remained sealed, and he discovered himself reclining on a plush, inviting bed.

'Where am I? Did they locate me?' He pondered if it involved Yasmine, Maeve, and the rest.

With passing moments, he grew more attuned to his environment.

A faint pressure rested on his midsection, as though someone occupied that spot.

Something yielding brushed against his torso…

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