Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 556 Threat

"Locating that dimension shouldn't be difficult with the aid of that artifact, but extreme caution is required once you step inside," Yasmine warned. Among them, Vritra alone possessed the strength necessary to venture within.

Had any of the others attempted entry, they would surely have become hopelessly lost or suffered catastrophic wounds.

"Understood." Vritra gave a firm nod, passing the crystal sphere back to Yasmine.

Fiona and Teresa remained off to the side, maintaining a cold silence between one another.

Moving toward a crystal set into the wall adjacent to the gateway, the dragoness channeled her mana into it. Within moments, the portal flickered into life.

However, it was currently aligned with a different destination.

"Hubby, I’m going to cycle through the portal coordinates rapidly. Stay alert and leap inside the moment this tornado enters," Yasmine instructed, before shattering the glass ball.

Rather than letting the miniature storm rage out of control, she harnessed her energy to guide the drifting tornado toward the gateway.

Like a homing instinct, the cyclone immediately surged toward the portal as if desperate to return to its origin.

"I'm ready," Vritra declared, positioning himself right at the edge of the swirling vortex.

Taking a stabilizing breath, Yasmine poured her focus into the control crystal, forcing the destinations to shift at a dizzying pace.

They were cycling through every single coordinate the portal had ever recorded.

Hundreds of realms flashed by every second. Had they lacked the tornado as a guide, manually inspecting every dimension would have taken an eternity.

Vritra’s knuckles turned white as he clenched his fists. Coiled like a high-tension spring, he pressed his weight against the space behind him, prepared to launch at maximum velocity.

This represented his best opportunity to locate Yennefer; if she truly resided within this realm, he would find her regardless of the cost.

'I must keep an eye out for that fragment of the love pill…'

Vritra recalled the vision from the werewolf’s scrying orb. Though the connection to Yennefer’s whereabouts remained vague, it was the only lead he possessed.

Moments of thick tension passed as hundreds more worlds flickered across the threshold.

Suddenly, during one specific transition, the tornado surged through the gateway.

Vritra didn't hesitate for a heartbeat. Before the portal could cycle to the next set of coordinates, he threw himself inside.

Yasmine cut the power instantly. While her mastery over space wasn't peak-level, she was skilled enough to anchor the coordinates of the realm he had just entered.

She kept the path locked for the time being to prevent more tornadoes from spilling out.

...

Upon crossing the threshold, Vritra was met with a dim, shadowy expanse. Countless massive tornadoes were tearing through the environment, leaving a trail of destruction.

These were concentrated masses of energy so potent they warped the very fabric of space and time. This dimension was lethally unstable.

Vritra sensed that even with his power, the most violent of these storms could potentially inflict serious harm upon him.

Scouring such a vast, chaotic void for a tiny pill fragment was going to be an monumental task.

Pushing his speed to the limit, he soared forward, extending his senses to their absolute range.

'Yenni, where are you?'

...

On the other side of the gate, the three women were left to wait in suspense. They had no way of knowing if time flowed differently within that chaotic realm.

Requests for assistance arrived from Yasmine’s kingdom, but she brushed them aside, unwilling to leave.

Before long, Vanessa, Maeve, and Diana joined the group.

The women stood ready for any outcome, silently praying that Vritra would succeed in his search.

***

Monk Shitless, who had recently hospitalized a random passerby, received a communication from Vritra.

He had unfortunately missed the wedding ceremony. After his frantic escape from the marketplace, he had regrouped with Onest.

Both had been informed that Vritra prepared a surprise for them. Now, they were traveling toward the Yate realm while perched atop Bullo’s back.

"What kind of scheme do you think he’s cooked up?" Onest inquired, visibly nervous about receiving "surprises" from that monster.

"Perhaps I’m finally being crowned the sovereign of all wicked forces to sow global anarchy!" Shitless fantasized, grinning at the thought.

"But why is that mob still tailing us?" Onest gestured behind them at a group of four persistent pursuers.

The group consisted of Jack, Raino, Shorty, and the prophet girl who moved with the gait of a zombie.

"Oh, them? I accidentally caused that fellow to explode and lose every hair on his head. Just pay them no mind."

Bullo galloped at full tilt. Jack possessed the speed to intercept the bull, but he was forced to restrain himself to avoid collateral damage to the civilians.

'That scoundrel! I’ll end him! My hair... I spent a fortune on those locks... and now they're gone!!' Jack was on the verge of tears. The blast hadn't physically wounded him.

However, it had left him utterly bald and stark naked in the center of a crowded market—and to make matters worse, someone had already begun circulating posters of the incident.

Gnashing his teeth, Jack vowed that he would take Shitless’s life today to reclaim his dignity.

Digging his heels into the earth, he propelled himself high into the air.

Yet, mid-flight, a rift opened and swallowed him whole. His companions skidded to a halt, completely bewildered.

Meanwhile, Bullo continued his sprint, vanishing into the horizon.

"W-Where did he go? Why does that lucky bastard always stumble into secret realms and find loot?" Raino spat. He had only joined Jack's crusade in hopes of some easy profit.

But it was always the same: Jack got the rewards while they barely escaped with their lives.

"S-Should we follow him in?" Shorty asked, bouncing on his feet like a video game character.

Before they could act, a figure emerged from the rift. A massive beast with a saurian face stepped out, dangling an unconscious Jack by the throat.

The surrounding crowd panicked, fleeing in every direction to escape the monster.

Raino and the others followed suit immediately. No one cared enough about the self-styled hero to risk their lives.

Drino scanned the area, searching for his target's aura, but the trail was faint.

'It's a blessing that Divine is unable to interfere; otherwise, I wouldn't dream of attempting to seize his sister,' Drino mused, tossing the limp Jack aside.

The "hero" had been so terrified that a wet stain was clearly visible on his trousers.

Rather than wasting energy searching and fighting the world's restrictive laws, Drino set off for the one place he knew she would eventually appear.

***

Vritra continued his frantic search through the void. Several smaller tornadoes lashed against him, but his Loop and Atomic defenses held firm.

He made sure to steer clear of the most gargantuan storms for the moment, saving those high-risk areas for last.

Hours bled into days. The dimension was immense. Even after seventy-two hours of searching, Vritra hadn't found a single trace.

Yet, his resolve never wavered. He didn't slow down. His conviction that she was here only intensified.

A few more hours passed until, finally, a sensation registered. The bracelet on his wrist began to vibrate.

This was the heirloom Yennefer had given him, once belonging to her parents.

She had been wearing its twin—but shouldn't it have been destroyed in the chaos?

Pushing the questions aside, Vritra accelerated toward the source of the resonance.

Soon, a familiar aura brushed against his senses. It was unmistakably Yennefer.

'She’s nearby!!'

Closing in on the source, Vritra pushed his speed to the limit until he finally spotted the small fragment of the love pill.

'Dammit...'

After three days of nonstop flight, he finally came to a dead stop.

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