Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 680 Cut and Eat the rod

A red tint stained Evelyn's lips while she savored his blood, swallowing it eagerly with intense desire.

For an instant, it seemed she aimed to drain his very essence, completely immersed in the overwhelming feeling.

Yet, recalling Vritra's current frailty, she reined in her overwhelming craving for him.

Encountering her destined partner, the one she'd awaited through endless years, made it nearly impossible to suppress her impulses.

Dizziness overwhelmed Vritra; he blinked repeatedly, his vision blurring.

Regrettably, she had to halt for the moment—despite her obsessive affection, accidentally harming him would shatter her heart.

Blood trickled from Vritra's neck as she withdrew her sharp fangs.

SLURP

Gently, she lapped at it, her tongue tracing the imprint she'd made before retreating once the blood was cleaned.

"My beloved, I'll return for you—grow immensely powerful, strong enough to claim me..." she murmured softly while Vritra's sight faded to black.

Soon, utter darkness consumed all.

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Absolute tranquility surrounded him—no noises, no feelings, everything frozen in stillness.

Vritra drew in a deep breath, only to grimace—the atmosphere felt moist and oppressive.

The wild woman flashing back in his mind made his eyes snap wide; he bolted upright, braced for battle.

However, no one was there; the entire episode now felt like mere fantasy.

"Was everything just a dream? Such an odd vision, but seriously, where exactly am I?" Vritra scanned the faint glow of his environment, sensing a mild throb at his throat.

"Hold on—" drawing his spear swiftly, he checked his neck, and there it was!!

The fang mark from her!!

That deranged woman truly existed; every bit of it had occurred for real?

Vritra's mind reeled; he'd believed his fortune was improving at last.

Instead, he'd attracted yet another disaster, an enormous one.

"A deranged vampire—why target me? Evelyn, that name rings no bells, and she didn't appear to be a player or from this world." Vritra scowled.

"Divine, you're hiding details, aren't you? Spill it, or I'll force you onto a seat of thorns!" Vritra snarled, rising to his feet.

"Ouch, that does sound... agonizing, haha, apologies, but I can't reveal a thing about her or she'll rage. She's far too mighty."

Divine offered his regrets; this once, he was utterly helpless.

Still, Vritra vented his fury on his relative by marriage, hurling insults that left the other reeling as if blood poured from his ears.

At last, surveying his location, he realized he was in a kind of cavern with gems lodged in the stone walls.

"Hmph, what's this place? Did she dump me here?" Approaching the wall, he extracted a gem and crunched into it.

[You have obtained 1 Strength Attribute Point!]

"Wow, an Attribute Mine? Haha, excellent—thanks, vampiress." Vritra remarked, then proceeded to munch stone by stone.

Excess would serve no purpose for him, allowing him to save the surplus for his kin.

CRUNCH CRUNCH

[You have obtained 1 Strength Attribute Point!]

[You have obtained 1 Strength Attribute Point!]

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Darting about with speed, Vritra summoned crimson appendages to yank additional gems, gathering them into storage.

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"Quit fibbing; no such cavern exists around here. We've scoured every inch—beyond those wretched holdouts, there's zilch." A man snapped in irritation.

Clad in a physician's robe, a stethoscope dangling from his neck, half his locks had grayed.

"Trust me, doc, I witnessed those lowly folk extract gems before. They boost bodily power—it's invaluable loot, I vow on your late spouse!" the trailing companion grumbled to the doctor.

His sly, vulpine features appeared bizarre, with pelage sprouting on his arms, legs, and chest.

"On your departed sibling? I recall your disdain for her—if this proves false again, I'll flay you. We've risked much infiltrating the Cinema faction's domain." The doctor grumbled.

"Fine, if I'm dishonest, cram my form with filth and dangle me in a drain, I'll snort peppers too!

Amputate my manhood, make me consume it, hurl hordes of males and freaks my way!" he declared, brimming with resolve.

"Very well, I'll trust you once more. Should it hold true, a grand reward awaits." The doctor at last grinned.

Securing such a deposit would propel his power skyward, enabling conquest of the Cinema as well.

Within his group, the healers, he increasingly needed fresh human-like specimens for experiments.

"How much farther?" he inquired, their forms shrouded in odd filaments rendering them almost unseen.

"Hehe, it's concealed by the rear where mere commoners dwell—piece of cake." The vulpine fellow replied, itching his sharp snout.

Before long, they reached the shantytown zone, weaving through to emerge above a pit.

"Ah, appears you spoke truth—well done. Rewards await; let's descend and inspect." The doctor beamed widely, elated, slapping the fox man's back.

"Hehe doc, told you so? Into the depths for our haul—giggle, I haven't ventured in myself." He chattered, clasping his hands eagerly.

But right as they prepared to leap, a silhouette sprang from the opening, dusting off his attire.

"Heya," the dust-smeared individual greeted with a wave, then strolled by nonchalantly.

"Eh? Seems the rabble discovered the mine—we must hasten."

The fox man urged; the further those underlings depleted the rocks, the fewer remained for them.

Nonetheless, ample stock should linger within.

"So, plotting an uprising versus the Cinema? Hehe, adorable—pity, we'll snatch their sole opportunity." The doctor whispered, plunging downward.

'Kekeke, fantastic—truly fantastic, my ascent begins! I'll claim half the gems, grow unstoppable, and seize every female!!' the fox man mused, then dove after.

In the low light, he caught his kin-by-marriage's dazed look and snickered.

"Stunned, eh? As promised, it's amazing—what's my prize? Hear me, nothing minor will do, brotheeeeeer—" wheeling around, terror gripped his spirit.

Not a trace adorned the walls—no speck of gem, pure blackness reigned.

The fox man clamped his hand, eyes welling with tears.

"Fine fine, no trifles for you? I'll fetch the largest phalluses, and then? Sever yours and dine? Sniff spices? What else…" the doctor fumed with rage.

He'd lost subordinates to diversions for this infiltration, all for naught in gains.

"N-Nooo waaah, it was truly here, eeeeek sis-in-law's ghost waaaaaah"

Several paces off, Vritra glanced over his shoulder.

"Alas, the state of males nowadays—what's become of decency?" he sighed, shaking his head; those fellows had just begun their antics below?

"Not my place to critique; live and let live, I suppose."

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