Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 736 The Top of the Tower!!

After remaining in Vritra's embrace for a time, Teresa's composure returned.

Understanding the full sequence of events, he recognized that Fiona bore no fault and harbored no intent to harm Teresa.

Yet, he perceived that the relationship between the two was strained, a situation stemming entirely from Fiona's actions.

Perhaps the remorse she felt could mend their prior animosity.

Vritra harbored no resentment towards Fiona and permitted the two women to resolve their issues openly.

Fiona offered an apology, and Teresa, without assigning blame, accepted it, leading to a swift reconciliation and a noticeable reduction in their former distance.

Fiona's demeanor towards her softened, and Teresa no longer felt hesitant to engage in conversation with her.

With all matters settled, the next stage was to ascend to the subsequent floor.

"However, there appears to be no key," Vritra observed, his gaze falling upon the doorway, which he noted was already ajar.

"Let us proceed," Teresa urged. Though she was now safe, it was solely due to Divine's intervention.

Her brush with near-death had plunged Vritra into a profoundly grim state.

The existing animosity in his heart towards the gods intensified, and he recognized that the tower's challenges would only escalate.

"Exercise caution; we shall expedite our progress," he stated.

…

The deities within the ethereal white space were astonished to find Teresa inexplicably safe and the entire group advancing to the next floor.

What transpiried during their brief lapse of attention?

Divine merely appeared, vanquished them, absconded with invaluable artifacts, altered the game's parameters, and departed, just like that.

The ten gods found themselves powerless against him; his might was simply too overwhelming.

The gods possessed the capability to obliterate countless demigods with a mere gesture, to shatter celestial bodies; their power was far from negligible.

It was simply that Divine was extraordinarily formidable.

"Hoo, it matters little. This tower is structured exclusively for the players; ordinary humans are permitted entry solely for the amusement of higher entities.

There exists no possibility of them succeeding," the Sun God declared with composure.

They collectively feigned indifference, as if the preceding events had not occurred.

…

Resuming their ascent within the tower, Vritra and his companions rapidly progressed to the subsequent floor.

Yet, before any imminent peril manifested, a ferocious detonation erupted, ravaging the entirety of the floor.

BOOOOOOM!!

All inhabitants within the vicinity were instantly annihilated, and the requisite key materialized.

Vritra had just unleashed his Blood Explosion ability, clearing the floor the instant they set foot upon it.

"Next floor!!" Shitless exclaimed, his desire for combat escalating as the opportunity drew near.

Thus, they ascended to the 265th floor, and by this juncture, the mutants had attained their ninth evolutionary stage.

The gods were considerably taken aback.

Several months had elapsed since the commencement of this game, yet they had not anticipated anyone reaching such a pinnacle.

They had not introduced any circumstances that could facilitate such a rapid increase in power.

Consequently, the Sun God commanded the Book God to investigate their circumstances.

The Book God acted promptly, gathering all available information within moments.

And the findings greatly astonished him.

"Th- They were confined to their quarters for approximately six months, initiating their evolution only recently!" the Book God articulated with disbelief.

"Upon their release, their strength surged exponentially, with the most significant leap occurring after they entered the deadly trap we devised – the Beast Cave!" he revealed, astounding everyone present.

That particular location was intended solely to eliminate more humans, serving as a death trap rather than a training ground.

"So, they vanquished all the beasts and emerged victorious? No wonder their power is so formidable; it appears we underestimated the denizens of this planet," the Rope God remarked, contemplating methods to impede their advance.

"As I stated, they are incapable of clearing it, regardless of their efforts, owing to their status as non-players," the Sun God interjected.

The others could only concur, yet this group was rapidly approaching the 300th floor, the tower's apex.

…

"And floor 289 is cleared!!" Shitless triumphantly announced, anticipating his imminent return to their home planet.

Bullo must be missing him dearly; a wistful thought of Bullo almost brought tears to his eyes.

Shitless envisioned introducing his new acquisition to Bullo.

Vritra and the others ascended, stepping onto the 290th floor, where no hostile entities were present.

Ten chambers stood before them, followed by an inscription materializing in their view.

[Simply enter one of the chambers to clear the floor.]

"Ah, so this is designed to eliminate individuals from the group if there are more than ten," Diana surmised, her gaze shifting towards Asmodeus.

"…" Asmodeus stood resolute, surveying the chambers with an expression devoid of fear.

"You may proceed; it is acceptable. I would have perished long ago regardless. Farewell, Master." He averted his head, tears commencing to stream from his eyes.

"Nooo, my slave… I shall remember you." Shitless steeled his resolve; such a sacrifice was deemed necessary.

They began to select their chambers, the women entering first, followed by Vritra, and finally Shitless and Onest.

Asmodeus let out a sigh, realizing this was the end. He had only hoped for a painless death, his participation in these games solely to shield certain important individuals. It wasn't his combat prowess that had propelled him this far. After all, the games tested more than just strength; his ingenuity far surpassed that of other participants. The doors to the chambers began to seal, one after another. Yet, just as he closed his eyes, his body, like a marionette, started to move of its own accord. "Huh? What's happening?" he exclaimed, finding himself moving towards the room where Shitless stood. "It's alright, you can proceed as well if you're merely a puppet," Vritra stated, having acquired numerous abilities that allowed him to control people as his puppets. Though still a living human, he was now merely a tool and should not be hindered. The doors finally shut, plunging them into complete darkness. Initially, Asmodeus was filled with apprehension. After a few moments, the eleven of them materialized on the subsequent floor, leaving the gods astonished. Subsequently, he felt an overwhelming sense of joy, extending his gratitude to Vritra with sincere thankfulness. They all turned their gaze toward the Sun god, who cleared his throat softly and added, "There can always be unforeseen loopholes." With a collective sigh, they looked back at the screen, and one by one, Vritra's group continued to conquer the floor. The monsters had grown incredibly potent, their power approaching the 10th evolution. Consequently, even after unleashing several spiritual bursts, the mutants remained standing. Vritra was compelled to dispatch them using his blood manipulation skill, and soon, they reached the 298th floor. Then, thousands of golems boasting exceptionally high defenses materialized before them. Eliminating them all with blood would prove time-consuming, and they possessed no blood within their bodies. Thus, Vritra finally granted Shitless the authorization he craved. "Shitless, go eliminate them all; the battlefield is entirely yours." "Hahaha, Finally!! Just watch me, my thrall, as I crush them all!" Transforming his body into metal, Shitless charged forward at maximum velocity. BOOM BOOM BOOM. He collided with the golems, who also began to advance. The golems' bodies disintegrated upon impact as Shitless roared with laughter, tearing them asunder. He moved in a frenzy, exerting his full might and relentlessly annihilating them. Any who managed to bypass him were eliminated by the others; it still wasn't overly challenging for the group. After some time, the entire chamber was cleared, with all the golems vanquished. Soon afterward, the fragments of their bodies transformed into keys, unlocking the portal to the next floor. The 299th floor! "Sun, they've already ascended this high; shouldn't we intervene?" inquired the youngest god. "It's of no concern; they won't be able to conquer the 300th floor anyway. They are not genuine players!" the Sun god declared assertively, having designed the floors and arranged them in this specific manner. Upon reaching the new floor, Vritra observed a long pathway stretching before them, devoid of any creatures but marked by numerous portals hovering above the road. "It appears this time we will primarily be on the defensive," Vanessa remarked, as they all sensed the inherent danger emanating from the portals. Vritra meticulously constructed multiple layers of protective bubbles around them, activated his domain, erected a blood shield, and finally commenced their advance. The pathway measured approximately 500 meters, culminating in an open doorway. The initial strategy was to traverse it swiftly, but a sudden inscription halted their progress. [Cross the road by walking; running will incur penalties!] "Tch," the group collectively clicked their tongues. With a sigh, they began to proceed on foot. BOOM BANG. CRASH. Instantly, torrents of attacks rained down upon them, each assault exceptionally formidable. The group completely vanished within the onslaught of attacks, which encompassed a wide array of projectiles. From physical armaments to elemental forces, pure energy, and much more, the multiple layers of bubbles rapidly shattered. These assaults had already reached the 10th evolution level, sufficient to end them if they faltered. Teresa and the others also initiated the deployment of their abilities to counteract the incoming attacks; a layer of shadow materialized, followed by strata of water, air, and more. The group continued their steady walk, and the attacks intensified relentlessly, growing so powerful they could obliterate an entire city. All the defensive barriers crumbled, and even spatial attacks struck them. Vritra's form transmuted into blood as he began absorbing the onslaught with his own body; the others likewise employed the abilities granted by their ascension paths. Despite the overwhelming destructive force, the eleven pressed onward. Until merely a meter or so remained, and an immensely powerful attack struck them.