Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 603 Reconstruction

Across the vast continents, individuals both mutated and ordinary alike abruptly collapsed into unconsciousness.

Fiona and her companions, who had been tirelessly aiding the afflicted, realized Vritra's plan had triumphed, allowing them a moment of relief at last.

They swiftly secured every mutated human, beast, and tree in containment.

Within the Golden Moon chamber, Vritra and Yennefer drew near, overjoyed at reuniting after so long apart.

Exhaling deeply, Vritra steadied his emotions before pivoting to grasp Yennefer's hands, gazing at her with gentle affection.

"Yenni, my cherished wife, I'm truly delighted to have you with me again. I vow never to let harm come to you henceforth—forgive me for failing to shield you before," Vritra declared, his features tinged with sorrow.

The void left by her departure had burdened his soul immensely; he would have sacrificed nearly everything just to reclaim her presence.

"Don't fault yourself— that decision was mine, and I'd choose it anew without hesitation. You mean more to me than the world itself; I'd gladly forfeit my existence, but never yours."

As she uttered those words, she inclined toward him, resting her cheek against his torso.

"Mmm, I adore you. Though you're already my spouse, would you wed me once more?" Vritra inquired, producing a ring from his possession.

Intense sentiments surged between them—profound love intertwined with fervent devotion.

A radiant grin lit up the empress's countenance, her spirit brimming with delight.

She reigned as the sovereign of Vritra's affections, an exceptional woman and the ideal partner.

"Yes, yes, my husband. I'd love to—even without your proposal, I'd have seized you myself and hehe," Yennefer giggled, recollections of their initial meeting flooding back.

She felt profound gratitude toward her former self for those bold choices.

"Yet regarding this ring, could you safeguard it for the moment? I'll claim it properly once my form is restored," Yennefer requested, yearning deeply to don it and leap into his arms.

To kiss him and affirm their bond eternally. Such joys would simply have to await the proper time.

"Of course, I'll keep it safe. Remember, no soul could ever supplant you in my heart. I'd never dream of substituting you with another," Vritra affirmed, eyeing his empress with fierce ownership.

The pair lingered in the chamber a while longer, cherishing every instant of their shared company.

Vritra and Yennefer soared back side by side, fingers interlaced as they conversed.

Vritra and Yennefer soared back side by side, fingers interlaced as they conversed.

"Yenni, I've discovered a method to rebuild your physical form—we ought to prioritize that," Vritra mentioned, his mind swirling with bewilderment over the abrupt shifts.

It felt like the onset of dire events; though their power allowed oversight now, what horrors might unfold if misfortunes persisted unchecked?

Vritra yearned for Divine to clarify matters, yet inexplicably, no response came.

"Thank you, my love. I… now grasp the circumstances surrounding Teresa. Though you bear no blame, my pardon comes only if you vow a proper union for us too, with an even more magnificent rite."

Yennefer expressed, convinced that alongside him, no obstacle proved insurmountable.

'I truly believed I'd lost him forever…' She recoiled from revisiting that agony, the pain from then still raw.

"Oh, and where's that demoness? Don't say she abandoned you?" Yennefer queried abruptly.

"No, she's in the midst of evolving and will emerge shortly," Vritra answered.

If these upheavals stemmed neither from the trial nor the games, then what force orchestrated the chaos?

Some deity or lesser divine? Or perhaps the sinister syndicate on this world bore involvement?

He pondered deeply, resolving to purge the globe first—these vermin deserved annihilation.

En route, Vritra detected that the essences of Oracle and the Divine Kage had been utterly consumed.

Now, they were gone forever.

Upon reaching their abode, Vanessa, Fiona, Yasmine, and Diana remained outdoors, while Teresa labored in a separate space.

The duo exited the chamber and traversed the hallway.

"Wow, this residence is truly spacious and… stunning. When did you acquire it, husband? Ahh, our very own home…" She envisioned blissful days with him, devoted as his loving consort through endless tomorrows.

Her icy demeanor thawed instantly in his company, leaving only warmth and adoration.

"I obtained it not long ago. Indeed, much has transpired unknown to you, and explaining it all will require time," Vritra noted, as they neared Maeve's quarters and halted briefly.

"So this is the fox's transformation site?" Yennefer wondered, to which Vritra affirmed with a nod.

Mighty surges of power emanated from within, signaling her imminent completion.

"For your reborn vessel, we'll harness a planetary nucleus. It demands extra duration, but you'll emerge at demi-god level upon finishing," Vritra detailed.

An alternative existed to hasten the process, akin to Yasmine's revival, but that would force Yennefer to draw in energy like the rest.

Besides, the slower path suited her far better.

"Mmm, I yearn to rejoin you swiftly. I crave your embraces, your kisses, your caresses, and…" She halted, her gaze brimming with fervent longing.

Vritra chuckled softly; Yasmine possessed the highest drive and endurance among his mates, yet Yennefer stood uniquely apart.

The boldest and most eager, the most unyieldingly devoted.

Continuing their chat, they entered another space, where Yennefer scanned the surroundings and posed: "Well, my husband, how do we commence?"

"All you must do is…" Vritra trailed off, suppressing amusement as he retrieved a coffin and appended: "recline inside this sarcophagus."

"Wait, what?!!" She recoiled in genuine astonishment, questioning if he jested. Surely he wouldn't consign her to a coffin anew right after her return, would he?

Observing her reaction, Vritra burst into laughter, tempted to draw her close.

His aloof and regal wife appeared utterly endearing in that moment.

He then elucidated the process, and comprehension dawned on Yennefer, prompting her to shake her head.

Vritra linked the core directly to the coffin, finalized the setup, and turned to his beloved.

"Prepared to enter?" he queried.

"Mmm, how much time will it require?" Yennefer inquired, loath to part from him so soon.

"Likely several days—I'm uncertain precisely," He responded, then added thoughtfully: "But rest assured, we'll communicate directly throughout your reconstruction."

Employing the Nihil Anima, he forged an instant link with her essence, enabling seamless dialogue.

"Alright then, await my return. Once free, I'll chide you for taking another wife during my absence," Yennefer declared, her stare fierce with intent.

They conversed a bit more, hesitant to divide yet recognizing the necessity.

Thus, moments later, Yennefer settled into the coffin.

Vritra enveloped the area in numerous wards for utmost protection and deployed Null to accelerate temporal flow.

Lest the wait stretch to months for her revival.

With preparations complete, the hour arrived to eradicate the foul factions.

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