Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 707 The city of ruins

Shitless thought his joke was hilarious, but the crow player didn't find it amusing at all and shot them a fierce glare.

"What was your purpose in calling me here?" Crow demanded, flapping his massive wings from time to time.

"That's to kill you." Vritra declared, advancing a step.

"Oh, you appear quite confident, and it seems you know about us players. Tsk tsk, yet you still dared to lure me here? Death is the only outcome!!"

Crow proclaimed, unleashing a piercing screech as he soared upward, seemingly gearing up for a devastating assault.

Vritra prepared himself too, with blood swirling around his form—one strike would suffice to end that foe.

Yet his ability and evolution path proved utterly pointless since Vritra already wielded the Evomorph skill.

"Heh, whose death are you referring to?" Onest questioned, poised to strike if needed.

"Kaw, of course…" The crow glanced down from his rising height and added: "Mine!"

"Huh? Isn't he ascending way too high? What kind of attack is he brewing?" Shitless rubbed his head as the crow creature climbed ever higher.

He kept going without pause, and upon attaining a tremendous altitude, he bolted away in the direction from which he'd arrived.

"T-That damn bird is attempting to flee!!" Shock gripped them all; they never expected Crow to opt for escape without even trying to battle.

Vritra rolled his eyes, enormous wings sprouting from his back. With one powerful flap, he rocketed upward, blurring into speed.

WHOOSH

Crow was stunned to witness Vritra closing the gap so swiftly—and how was that human flying?

His form shifted dramatically, morphing into an unfamiliar bird boasting superior velocity.

Wings beating frantically as though his survival hinged on it.

Still, Vritra outpaced him by far.

Within moments, he matched Crow's flight right alongside him.

"Hey, how are you faring?" he inquired casually, gliding effortlessly.

Meanwhile, sweat drenched Crow, draining his energy reserves heavily.

"KAWWWW, stay back! I know nothing!! Don't kill me!!" he yelled, veering sharply.

But such efforts were futile.

"You don't know about what? Spill it fast, or you'll endure agony far beyond what your leg suffered." Vritra warned.

"M-My leg? What are you—"

BOOM

Abruptly, his right leg detonated, blood spraying everywhere as the crow wailed in torment.

Balance lost, he plummeted, but Vritra manipulated his body via blood control, suspending him midair.

"Now, reveal what you claim ignorance about." Vritra commanded; extracting maximum intel was wise.

"Y-You won't KAW kill me if I talk, right?" Crow pleaded tremblingly, quaking in fear.

The agony stung fiercely, though he could endure it.

"Yes, I won't kill you if you're honest. I swear on that bald friend of mine." Vritra assured with a sincere expression.

Crow wavered, yet had no options, so he blurted: "I-It wasn't me; it was that scum KAW Sonic. He orchestrated the slaughter in Hankton city."

"SOB, I'm truly blameless! I was merely hunting him—he seized some immense treasure and lost his mind, wiping out a whole city!!"

Crow rambled hastily; he'd already detected one player slain by Vritra.

Moreover, the natural aura Vritra exuded terrified him—as a beast, he keenly sensed this monster's power.

Thus, flight had been his immediate reaction.

"Ah, Hankton city is our next stop. That Sonic wiped out everyone there? Sigh." Vritra sighed deeply.

He mourned the victims: kids, men, women, even expectant mothers—all butchered mercilessly.

"Thanks for the info; I'll ensure Sonic pays dearly when we cross paths." Vritra vowed.

"O-Okay, so I can go now?" Crow inquired with desperate hope.

"No, you're not honest, so why spare you?" With that, flames erupted from Vritra's palms.

Crow shrieked in unbearable torment as fire engulfed him, scorching his feathers and melting his flesh.

He thrashed wildly, weeping and howling—perishing in flames ranked among the cruelest ends.

Vritra offered no mercy to ease his suffering.

Moments later, system notifications flashed before him, while Crow's remains charred to ash.

Vritra discarded the remnants casually, gazing at the submerged terrain below.

"Sonic… I'll need to hunt him down." Vritra muttered; he'd already eliminated two players.

Then he vanished.

Reappearing in the cart, Vritra settled in and briefed the group on his discoveries.

"Sonic, hmph, these scum have zero morals." Onest spat in disgust.

"Hubby, that's how it goes—we can't save them. But we can slay those gods!" Yasmine declared, eyes ablaze with fury.

Vritra nodded; retribution loomed for those gods imminently.

Ten gods faced ten of them—a flawless matchup.

All such gods could be supplanted, especially those ruling their world.

"Let's press on; nothing remains here." Vritra urged, and following brief discussion, they resumed their places.

The cart sped onward as Yasmine eradicated mutants in the floodwaters using spiritual power.

Uninterrupted, they journeyed for hours, departing the city.

Finally reaching Hankton city, where devastation reigned—zero structures stood unscathed.

Blood and gore littered the surfaces of buildings above the waters.

Even aquatic mutants lay mostly lifeless; the massacre was recent.

The brutality was immense—they perished amid apocalypse survival struggles.

Endless hardship, only to die unaware of the blow.

Families utterly obliterated.

With his own kin, Vritra grasped family bonds' value, fueling his pity for these souls.

Gazing below, sorrow weighed on them all.

The cart hurtled forward without pause; the landscape bore total ruin.

"How powerful must Sonic be to raze everything with one strike?" Fiona wondered.

They could achieve it now too, but players shouldn't match their prowess yet.

"Likely gods scattered potent treasures everywhere—some overly mighty. He probably snagged something elite." Vritra speculated.

Caution remained essential, it appeared.

They snacked mid-flight without halting, and Vritra expanded the cart for their repose inside.

After extensive flight, they escaped Hankton city's gloom.

Yet the subsequent city felt even odder—no floodwaters, structures pristine.

All appeared utterly ordinary, as if the apocalypse bypassed it—unnaturally serene.

Humans strolled streets carefree; normalcy prevailed completely.

"Now, what in the world is happening here?" Vritra halted the blood cart beyond the city limits, voicing his bewilderment.

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