Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 748 The Unexpected

Before anyone could even grasp the situation, over a hundred lords lay dead.

'Such a pity,' Vritra shook his head, allowing the Nihilanima mythic halo to unfurl and engulf all the souls. He wasn't aiming to create soul wraiths, but merely sustenance for his companion.

With Vritra's aid, the Nihilanima had since regained its former might, now capable of consuming even demi-gods.

Even Piku met his demise along with the rest, leaving Omega as the sole surviving lord on the opposing side.

"Hmm, not bad. Just as I expected from you."

Yet, what truly astonished was Omega's utter lack of reaction. Vritra had anticipated a complete reversal in his demeanor after witnessing Yasmine's power. Should he not be trembling in fear?

'He's either genuinely insane or harbors a contingency, and the latter presents a potentially troublesome scenario.' Vritra, Yasmine, Yennefer, and Teresa exchanged confused glances, baffled by Omega's peculiar composure.

"Huh? Oh, right. I'm supposed to be terrified at this moment. Aaaaah!" Omega suddenly let out a theatrical shriek before righting himself, a wide grin stretching across his lips.

"Hmm, I'm still adjusting to this vessel. This skin feels rather snug, a bit too restrictive for me," he remarked, pinching his own flesh as if handling mere fabric.

"Wait, that's not Omega!" Yasmine and the others realized this simultaneously.

"Who are you?" Vritra inquired, his gaze sharpening. He briefly checked the sin point notifications, but they offered no clues.

The man paced back and forth, surveying the scattered remains of the lords who had exploded. 'He's been here for some time, seemingly unfazed by our presence. Was he anticipating this? But who could it be?' Vritra tensed, ready for conflict.

"He faces two destinies..." Teresa murmured, noting that the host, Omega, was inexplicably still alive. It wasn't a simple possession; it appeared as though the body was split between two entities.

"Well hello there. As you've likely surmised, I am indeed not Omega. I took control of this body some time ago." Omega announced, tossing his long hair back.

He continued in the same nonchalant tone: "As for your second question, I believe my name was Zihong... or something close to that..."

Vritra: "!!!"

That name struck a chord with Vritra, Teresa, Yasmine, and Yennefer. They too had heard whispers of Zihong's legacy. Could this be the demi-god who had become stranded on this world? Wasn't he supposed to be long dead?

Vritra recalled obtaining the 'Charge Fist' skill from him, which later evolved into the formidable 'Radioactive Fist.' This technique had proven invaluable, even assisting him against Drino, the demon god whose power had nearly claimed his life.

And now, it turned out this man was the original wielder of that very skill.

"Yes, yes. Judging by your astonishment, you've certainly heard of the name." Omega's smile widened.

"And it seems you've also delved into that inheritance, haven't you?" Omega inquired, his focus solely on Vritra.

"..." Vritra remained silent, a swirling vortex of dust and blood began to gather around him.

"Haha, easy now. I'm not here for a fight, at least not yet," Omega chuckled, shaking his head.

"Then what exactly is your purpose here?" Vritra pressed, realizing this individual had indeed sought him out.

"Nothing major. How about you just return my skill and the items you pilfered from my vault?" Omega requested calmly.

"Skill? Vault? What are you talking about? I never acquired anything of the sort." Vritra feigned ignorance, though he knew this charade wouldn't hold for long. Somehow, this entity had discovered his involvement, proving he possessed formidable means. But how had he escaped? Wasn't he perpetually imprisoned? destined to perish?

The situation was giving him a splitting headache. They had just emerged from one ordeal, only to face this new predicament. Zihong was an immensely powerful demi-god, likely possessing strength equivalent to level 5 or 6. If he managed to reclaim his full power, Vritra would undoubtedly be in grave peril.

"Haa, I didn't expect you to return them simply because I asked nicely. The items from the vault can be relinquished easily enough, but the skill... It can only be claimed upon your demise. So, would you mind dying for me?" Omega's smile contorted into a sinister grin, a mad glint in his eyes.

BANG

Vritra wasted no time. It was abundantly clear this individual was an adversary, and striking first was the most prudent course of action. A blade of dust, sharp as steel, sliced through the air and, with shocking ease, bisected Omega.

THUD THUD

First, both his arms detached near the elbows. Then, the upper torso slid downwards, severed just below the chest. The two halves of the body plummeted to the ground one after another, but Vritra wasn't finished.

BOOOOOM

BANG CRASH SIZZLE

He unleashed a relentless barrage of attacks until not a single shred of Omega's form remained, utterly obliterated.

"Huh? We're done? Is that all?" Vritra frowned. There was no way Zihong, with his immense power, would be vanquished so easily.

"Alas, he might return again; it seems this was merely a warning," Yennefer remarked, having sensed Zihong's lack of genuine intent moments before.

He had only appeared to state his demands, or more significantly, to issue a threat.

"Haa, and so another problem emerges. Wifey, please handle matters here. We must first go and meet Tess's former family," Vritra declared.

"Hmm," Yasmine responded with a nod.

'Knight, remain here,' he commanded. With a level 3 demi-god soul wraith, her safety would be far more assured.

Not to mention, she still possessed that divine protective barrier, ensuring she would be perfectly fine.

He was beginning to feel concerned for his other wives as well. Perhaps he had grown too confident, and this simple encounter had served as a humbling experience.

He couldn't afford to be careless, even on this planet; who knew what threats might materialize?

The gods themselves might even retaliate.

They needed to swiftly advance their strength to level 3. As soon as he concluded his meeting with the Fords, he would attend to it.

After some contemplation, Vritra dispatched his other soul wraiths to spread out and safeguard his remaining wives.

Then, creating a portal, he vanished with Yennefer and Teresa. Yasmine surveyed her surroundings and let out a sigh.

And here she was, hoping for a period of peaceful tranquility, anticipating the arrival of their child in a few months.

Shortly after Vritra's departure, all the other women arrived in the dragon kingdom, having concluded their various checks.

Yasmine recounted the entire incident, prompting a collective shift to a serious demeanor among them.

This was undoubtedly a significant issue; a formidable enemy lurked somewhere, capable of striking at any moment.

And their objective? To eliminate Vritra…

From his brief encounter with Zihong, he appeared to be the sort of individual who would stop at nothing to achieve his aims.

Consequently, they would have to exercise extreme caution moving forward.

Vritra, Yennefer, and Teresa materialized directly within the Ford territory.

Clearing his mind of the recent events, he considered how Rich was faring – the sole decent individual among the remaining Fords.

He also pondered the status of the Fords' live-in son-in-law, Tiny's husband.

It was time to pay them all a visit.

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