Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 604 Cleanup

Once Yennefer had stepped into the coffin, Vritra resolved to venture outside and eliminate some lowlifes. He wanted to investigate whether they connected to the recent shifts at all.

As he soared away from the house, a vibration from the glyph in his inventory drew his notice. He retrieved it and discovered Shitless was reaching out to him.

While he kept flying onward, he pulled out the glyph and responded: "Are you two finished? Run into any issues?"

The sole concern at this point might involve the Divine Kage, since Vritra had only clashed with their fiftieth-ranked member before.

He possessed scant knowledge about that faction, pondering if demi-gods lurked among their ranks.

Or perhaps they wielded even mightier strikes, which kept him from charging in blindly; other matters demanded his focus for the moment.

"Yeah, we're nearly finished; Oracle and the rest are already gone." Shitless replied, though his voice carried an odd edge, before he continued:

"With Oracle out of the picture now, we won't dishonor the deceased, so we're giving him a proper send-off."

"Hmph, handle it however you think best." Vritra replied, catching the subtle splash of some fluid in the background.

Following a brief exchange and issuing more directives, Vritra ended the link and tucked the glyph away.

He pondered whether the monk had truly stirred some spark of kindness within himself.

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Meanwhile, Onest and Shitless had dumped all the corpses into a hole and placed Oracle atop the pile.

The unfortunate fellow had perished with sheer terror etched on his features; no one could have foreseen such a gruesome end for the esteemed head of a formidable outfit.

Shitless let out a whistle and gave a light shudder while urinating on Oracle's burial site, dispatching the departed to the underworld.

"Hurry up, no need to hold back. Let's cleanse them with the sacred liquid muahahaha!" Shitless cackled, unleashing it all.

Onest eyed his bald partner with a peculiar glance, but upon gazing at the despised Oracle, he chuckled as well and participated.

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Twilight stood as the primary villainous force on the Zoratian world these days, having swallowed up numerous lesser factions to rebuild their power.

Thus, beyond Twilight itself, hardly any wicked bands remained, though rooting out every one of their strongholds proved no simple task.

With the masses now deep in slumber, those evildoers would surely grow wary, leaving only the lords free to roam.

After a quick reflection, he chose to visit the global data hub overseen by Maeve.

Located right on the continent, Vritra reached it in mere instants.

Though most staff slumbered as well, a handful stayed vigilant.

Vritra swiftly entered their headquarters, his sudden arrival initially alarming the crew.

Yet they all recognized Vritra's status without delay, shifting to immediate deference.

"Sir, is Golden Moon plotting something major? Word is that every seat got slain at the Fords' wedding feast." The stand-in leader in Maeve's stead inquired.

"No, that was my doing. Regardless, I need details on Twilight's every outpost, plus any useful intel to track them all down." Vritra stated gravely.

"Understood, I'll share all we've gathered." The man named Crow, who had crossed paths with Vritra earlier, answered promptly.

His power had surged considerably over the recent years, and his ties to Maeve had elevated him to a key role.

Vritra lingered as Crow rushed off to compile the data, the effort dragging on slightly due to the widespread unconsciousness.

…

In about twenty minutes, Crow dashed back with the full dossier, all encoded within a glyph.

"Sir, simply hold it to your forehead, and the details will flow in." He instructed.

"Fine work." Vritra acknowledged with a nod, then tested it immediately by placing it against his temple.

Shutting his eyes, a flood of data poured straight into his mind.

It covered key figures, their secret lairs, and beyond.

"Good, I'll scout those locations now." Vritra declared before vanishing.

What ensued was utter devastation, as Vritra extended zero compassion.

Upon hitting each site, he launched into slaughter without hesitation, even against those lost to sleep.

The thick bloodlust clinging to them revealed their history of mass murder.

Darting from spot to spot, he eradicated every target in sight. The lord-level ones posed the real challenge to locate, with many scattered afar.

He even deployed his soul wraiths for the hunt. Crow's intel extended to freshly enlisted members too.

The planetary data center had evolved into a true archive of global secrets.

Hovering mid-air, he realized pursuing the lords would prove tricky, given their cunning hideaways.

"Hmph, time to expand the hunt; only the lords hold the clues I seek." He muttered, then triggered dust manipulation without delay.

Instantly, countless dust-formed humanoid shapes materialized, resembling lifeless dummies.

Vritra infused them with immense energy, boosting each to lord-tier might, then directed them via thought to fan out everywhere.

Through this, he aimed to uncover the concealed operatives of that sinister group.

"Oh right, where's Red hiding?" he mused. That traitor sparked the whole mess, even dragging in that imposter resembling his mother.

Like Oracle, Red warranted an agonizing demise.

As Vritra pursued this, his spouses tackled their individual duties.

With the world in repose, snaring monsters turned far simpler.

Still, they sensed this marked merely the opening salvo of ruin, with chaos bound to escalate ahead.

Their current prowess sufficed for now, yet the future's twists remained unpredictable.

Perhaps initiating the trials offered the sole path forward.

To achieve that, Vritra first needed to seize Jack's destiny and slay at least a single demon lord.

…

Hours later, Yasmine, Vanessa, Fiona, and Diana made their way back to the House of Darkness.

Mentally drained from the ordeal, the toll of lives lost weighed heavy, yet their efforts had spared countless others.

Soon Vritra reappeared as well, having wiped out thousands from Twilight and allied groups while seizing numerous lords.

"Darling, uncover anything useful?" Yasmine queried the instant Vritra arrived.

"Nothing yet, but I'll interrogate Twilight's captives shortly. Come along." He replied, teleporting the quartet into the book of dimension alongside him.

Before them huddled a cluster of lords, eighteen males in total.

Red lurked among the bunch too. Ultimately, Vritra had tracked the coward fleeing off the continent.

He'd likely caught wind of Vritra's comeback and bolted early, but misfortune struck—he got nabbed anyway.

"You filthy swine!" Diana spat at the sight of them, fully versed in their atrocities.

"Very well, we'll kick things off with a warning." Vritra announced, pivoting toward the bunch; he skipped any queries and whisked two men from their midst via teleport.

These mighty lords now trembled in terror, pleading desperately.

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