Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 661 Titan Origins

He found himself in the concluding phase of his ascension, with the Blood Demon Ascension Path fully integrating into his physique.

Finally, Shitless unveiled his genuine appearance, manifesting as a crimson mutant that intimidated even some puppets, his frame transforming into metal as he charged at them ferociously.

Vanessa deployed her hypnosis to generate illusions encircling Vritra, while Maeve utilized her shadow powers to shield the group and assault the puppets.

Onest barreled forward at maximum velocity like a locomotive, smashing into anyone approaching Vritra and hurling them aside with brute force.

Yennefer and Fiona manipulated blazes while wielding weapons, launching direct assaults on the foes.

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Yasmine unleashed massive explosions and repeatedly fired Spiritual Burst at the adversaries, their unified objective being to safeguard Vritra.

However, the enemies outnumbered them vastly, and their power levels proved overwhelmingly superior; moreover, they wielded their own formidable abilities.

Lacking Morgan's oversight, they struggled to coordinate effectively in battle, yet everyone still faced immense challenges in halting their advance.

Suddenly, a luminous blade stabbed into Fiona's abdomen, causing her to wince in pain, though she pressed on with the fight undeterred.

Diana's primary function was to bolster the team, delivering not just healing but also debilitating effects upon the opponents.

Her assistance provided tremendous respite to the others, as she positioned herself a short distance from Vritra.

His form became engulfed by a vortex of blood, bizarre luminescent patterns swirling across its exterior, the whirlwind expanding relentlessly larger.

'This fellow possesses such overwhelming might? Why is his ascension stirring up this much chaos?!!' Morgan's heart clenched in dread, helpless as he observed Vritra's transformation unfold.

Teresa's powers were proving endlessly frustrating for him; though he could shatter one barrier, she instantly erected more, denying him any opportunity to act.

'Curses, eliminate this woman immediately!!' he inwardly raged, but his commands failed to reach his puppets.

In an instant, two daggers stabbed into his eyes, plunging his vision into utter blackness.

Teresa experienced no remorse even as she inflicted further agony on the man.

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A horrifying bellow abruptly reverberated through the area, splintering the pavement, quaking structures, and nearly toppling them down.

The atmosphere trembled under intense pressure, the spectacle growing ever more outrageous.

'What staggering stats does he boast? Did he achieve flawless fusion with his ascension path?' Such a dramatic response stemmed from various elements.

Like the elevated heights of his attributes, the advanced degree of his mutation, his exceptional synergy with the ascension path, and additional aspects.

Vritra's innate prowess appeared profoundly alarming, instilling fear in Morgan himself.

He realized he needed to slay him without delay, or this individual would pose a dire threat to them all.

Yet in mere seconds, the sanguine maelstrom swelled enormously, drawing in nearby edifices and reducing them to debris.

Everyone retreated to a safer distance, the skirmish halting as his spouses and the two men fled in haste.

Although those puppets got sucked into the blood whirlwind.

Their forms were shredded apart instantaneously, their essence blending seamlessly into the vortex.

Witnessing this devastation, Morgan abandoned any lingering hopes of slaying Vritra, his subordinates now utterly eradicated.

His own power had dwindled significantly, leaving only flight as his sole concern now.

'Damn foolish woman, are you trying to pull me down with you to your doom?'

Morgan descended into frenzy, his sole desire now being to escape.

However, Teresa's restraints held him captive while the vortex's suction intensified relentlessly.

Regrettably, Teresa's reserves depleted entirely; confining such a formidable adversary and conjuring numerous barriers had drained her utterly.

She collapsed feebly onto the ground, her lovely features slick with beads of perspiration.

Teresa lacked any remnant energy to stir, yet she glared with venom at the figure riddled with countless blades.

Without hesitation, Morgan pivoted and bolted for survival, determined to flee before that monster emerged.

Teresa could merely observe as he dashed off and vanished into the horizon, attempting to shift but succumbing helplessly to the pull toward the maelstrom.

This force operated beyond Vritra's command, treating allies and enemies alike; those ensnared by the whirlwind faced identical peril.

But precisely then, shadows surged around her, enveloping her entirely.

Maeve and the rest hurried several kilometers distant, the integration spiraling into uncontrollable frenzy.

'Is this scale normal? I figured merging would be straightforward; could it stem from master opting for aggressive integration?' Maeve pondered aloud.

Yet that seemed unlikely, though reflecting on Vritra's monstrous history made it less astonishing after all.

They simply fretted over his well-being.

'Honey…' Vanessa gnawed her lower lip while beholding the whirlwind wreaking devastation everywhere.

Numerous mutants were lured by the spectacle and the intoxicating blood aroma, prompting humans who spotted it to scatter in panic.

Deeming it yet another perilous beast.

Inhabitants even farther within the urban sprawl could behold the furious cyclone.

As hordes of mutants swarmed toward the blood's allure, their corpses got devoured one after another.

Divine observed the unfolding drama, naturally anticipating an occurrence like this.

Despite Vritra entering the game and sealing away his skills, levels, and artifacts.

He remained a Titan, a force beyond even Divine's ability to restrain.

Titans were primordial entities forged by the cosmos to sow disorder, to unleash ruin.

Any locale where Titans manifested faced annihilation, albeit their scarcity kept numbers low.

Bestowing such might upon them, existence compensated by stripping away much else.

Their very volition; bereft of awareness, they wandered ceaselessly devouring, drifting across the cosmos.

From inception, they emerged as demigods, a testament to this lineage's sheer terror.

Even deities and superior entities dreaded these aimless behemoths traversing the void unbound.

Scarcely anything could injure them, not even the passage of eons, allowing perpetual existence.

Nevertheless, exalted powers recognized that their immortality, coupled with sporadic births over vast epochs, would plunge reality into anarchy.

Thus, they were all confined to the chaos domain, the very prison where Divine was cast following his siblings' sacrificial guardianship.

Theirs ended in demise, but he emerged fortified.

Thereby enabling his studies on Titans, those devourers now turning upon each other.

This scheme originated from those lofty forces, yet ultimately one Titan persisted, beginning to consume the domain outright.

Fortune eluded it, however, as the exalted ones mobilized every resource to thwart it.

And Divine seized the turmoil's opportunity, extracting the essence, core, and all vital components from the Titan.

He forged a new Titan, one imbued with purpose, brimming with boundless promise.

Vritra's might was merely commencing its ascent; he hadn't yet tapped into Titan faculties.

Divine preferred maintaining this status quo temporarily, concealing the Titan's survival from others until Vritra matured further.

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