Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 614 A Mass Kidnapping

Confusion spread across the faces of everyone as Sloth uttered those words.

Lord 11 rose to his feet and inquired with respect: "King Sloth, weren't you the one who summoned us all for this gathering? We each got our commands straight from you."

"Indeed, my lord, why would we bother you? We manage nearly everything on our own, and we pulled everyone back to this realm from beyond because you instructed it." Another demon lord added.

Puzzlement gripped them all, including those demons who had been concealed among humans and various other races—they were hastily recalled, leaving the demon realm overflowing with demons now.

"What?! Are you fools messing with me? Have you forgotten my wrath so soon, or do I need to devour one of you as a refresher?" In fury, Sloth slammed the armrest, causing it to burst apart.

Silence fell over the demon lords at once; it was clear Sloth wasn't jesting.

If neither they nor the king had convened this assembly, then precisely who had gathered them all here, and by what means?

"What's happening here? You lot had better not be scheming, or else I will—" As Sloth issued his warning, the echo of firm footsteps resounded.

Every eye shifted to the doorway, where a shadowy figure emerged.

"Who goes there?" Sloth squinted his eyes, but his excess fat made it nearly impossible to widen them.

Moments later, a stunning fox demon stepped into view before the assembly.

"Greetings to you all; I am the one who summoned you here." A subtle smile played on her lips as she scanned the gathered demons.

There had been a time when Raelion's vile mother forced her toward marriage with that swine.

Yet now, her power had surged so vastly that she could slaughter them all in mere instants.

She felt immense gratitude for Vritra's presence in her existence; without him, she might have chosen death over wedding that Ziggy.

"Who might you be—ah, I believe I recall you now. Aren't you the young woman from Raelion's lineage? One of my sons took a liking to you long ago." Recognition dawned on Sloth after a pause, identifying Maeve.

However, every demon gazed in captivation at the extraordinarily ravishing demoness; such a breathtaking being was utterly unprecedented for them.

Her allure eclipsed that of any lord by far.

Though many had encountered her previously, and she was quite lovely then, the current demoness radiated an overwhelmingly enchanting beauty.

"Whoa, is that truly Maeve? How did she turn so stunning?" One demon lord whispered in awe.

"I swear I'm smitten; she's scorching hot!"

The entire group watched the demoness as she advanced into the chamber.

"Maeve, is it? So you organized this meeting? What's your aim—no, wait, first off, I've heard you're behind the demise of one of my sons.

That offense warrants execution, yet if you consent to wed me, I'll absolve you." Even Sloth struggled to avert his scarcely opened eyes from the mesmerizing demoness; her presence was irresistibly enticing.

The fox demoness exuded playfulness, slyness, and overwhelming appeal.

Once inside the hall, Maeve surveyed the room until her eyes settled on the massive lump of blubber who had just proposed.

Disgust twisted her features in an instant.

"You swine of a father and son—did someone remove every mirror from your lair, or has no mirror been forged large enough for your bulk?

Your foul odor has tainted this entire realm." She wrinkled her nose, and merely viewing that enormous hog soiled her vision.

Turning to the remaining demons, she disregarded the stunned, desirous, and enraged pig and declared: "That's right, I convened this gathering.

You've got ten seconds—surrender and drop to your knees, all of you."

BOOM

The second armrest shattered too, Sloth's flab quivering as he bellowed in rage: "Insolent wench, you dare scorn the notion of wedding this king?! Excellent, excellent—you've ignited my ire now. No matter what, you'll become my bride at once."

"Hahaha, did you catch her words? She demands we kneel and yield? Just her alone?"

"She delivered it with such gravity too. Still, what a shame that pi—er, our king claims this gem; I'd surrender it all for a shot at her hand."

Laughter erupted among the demons, dismissing her warning entirely.

Several even leaped up, aiming to curry favor with the obese king by seizing her and offering her up.

They'd relish any opportunity to graze her skin; at the sight of her lithe, creamy limbs, they swallowed hard.

"Come now, little miss, it's futile to—" More than ten surged ahead, minds aligned in their pursuits.

Brushing her hand would mark a monumental triumph for them.

Maeve's stare locked onto the plump demon; their insolent remarks didn't stir her ire—they were mere insects.

Why waste anger on pests so effortlessly squashed?

"I offered you a chance." She sighed, shaking her head.

Then, with over a dozen demon lords lunging toward her, Sloth yelled to halt them, aware of their motives.

Maeve's allure was so potent that lust had erased all else from their thoughts.

Right as Sloth prepared to strike, a rosy mist billowed outward from Maeve in every direction, and then…

BOOM BOOM BOOM

One by one, the heads of the demon lords within the hall detonated like a domino effect.

Every one of the hundred demon lords suffered head explosions, splattering gore everywhere as fragments of brains and bones scattered wildly.

Sloth alone remained untouched; all other demons' heads had burst.

Naturally, they weren't dead yet.

"W-What-?!!" Sloth stood petrified in terror and astonishment—how could she wield such might?

As the haze of desire cleared, a crucial memory resurfaced for him.

Who was Maeve truly bound to? Wasn't it that demon presumed slain in the conflict?

Yet fresh reports revealed Vritra's return, with a slaughter of numerous Golden Moon affiliates.

"I-Is he present as well?" His eyes bulged, heart nearly halting as he swallowed in dread.

Maeve was already alarmingly formidable; if that fiend joined her, then—

The demon lords' forms slumped powerless, their heads regenerating swiftly yet immobile.

Terror flooded their minds, and many recalled her partner's identity.

STEP STEP

At that moment, soft footsteps sounded, followed by a horrifying aura that enveloped the whole hall.

The mighty, arrogant demon lords nearly blacked out from it alone, until a fearsome form materialized.

Prominent horns protruded from his head, and a multicolored blaze flickered around his frame; his visage had altered since those days.

But…

"I-It's him!! Vritra Arclis himself!!" Sloth cried out, the war's recollections haunting him like a perpetual nightmare.

Panic seized all the demons; they yearned to flee after lusting over his mate and spouting such nonsense.

What doom loomed for them?

Vritra halted next to Maeve, drawing her near with an arm about her waist, and said: "Are you all set for a mass abduction?"

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