Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 9: You have levelled up!!

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Name: Vritra Arclis

Level: 48 [92%]

Race: Human [???]

Class: Dust Lord (Rank: C)

Title: None

Bloodline: None

Physique: Human

Mana: 650/650

Vitality:

Stats:

: 67

: 68

: 66

: 67

: 65

: 30

[Allocation points: 47]

Skills:

Dust Manipulation(Rank: C):

[Level: 4]

Grants the practitioner control over dust at an advanced level within a 50-meter radius, while significantly sharpening sensory perception in that same area.

Large-scale dust constructs can now be forged—such as serpents, talons, bulwarks, or limbs—functioning as seamless extensions of the user's physical form.

These shapes possess the ability to morph mid-strike, transitioning instantly into spikes, chains, or barricades. Additionally, the user can manifest dust puppets—crude humanoid avatars directed by thought—to serve as offensive tools, defensive shields, or decoys.

The overall effective range, manifestation speed, and structural integrity are greatly enhanced, allowing for the simultaneous maintenance of multiple constructs.

Mutamorphis(Rank: ???): Allows the user to gradually adapt to their current environment or circumstances; this ability triggers automatically under specific conditions.

Passive Skills:

Danger Sense:

Night Vision:

Stamina Recovery Boost: Greatly accelerates stamina regeneration, restoring energy at triple the standard rate.

Mana Recovery Boost: Greatly accelerates mana regeneration, restoring mana at triple the standard rate.

Battle Tenacity: Decreases the consumption of stamina and mana throughout combat. Provides increased tolerance to pain and exhaustion as the duration of the fight extends.

Tranquil Mind: Triggers a state of absolute mental focus, stabilizing erratic thoughts and neutralizing fear, agony, or distraction. It significantly hastens mental recuperation, eliminating fatigue and the necessity for sleep for long intervals.

Death Aura:

Weapon Mastery: Increases skill and precision with every category of weaponry, boosting overall combat effectiveness.

Active Skills:

Quick Step(Level 3):

Appraisal:

Inventory:

Healing potion (Rank- Advanced): 95

Healing potion (Rank- Intermediate): 3

Mana regeneration potion (Rank- Advanced): 99

Mana regeneration potion (Rank- Intermediate): 4

Agility Enhancement potion (Rank- Basic): 10

Strength Enhancement potion (Rank- Basic): 10

Goblin Warrior Corpses: 500

Goblin Champion corpses: 500

Goblin knight corpses: 500

Goblin corpses: 500

Resistances:

[Pain Resistance] (Level 5)

[Poison Resistance] (Level 3)

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Vritra gnawed on a piece of succulent yet stringy demon flesh, a bead of emerald blood trickling down his jaw as he scrutinized the various details of his status screen.

He had amassed a significant stockpile of corpses to serve as emergency provisions. He noticed that once his initial revulsion faded, the more he consumed the meat, the more his appetite intensified—evolving into a hunger that required even larger portions to satisfy.

Because the raw meat sated his hunger and the blood quenched his thirst, he had managed to push through an entire month without a moment's rest. This was also made possible by the various passive skills granted via Mutamorphis.

Later, he unlocked the Battle Tenacity passive, which cut his mana and stamina drain by more than half. Combined with his recovery boosts, he never felt even a hint of fatigue.

He felt quite content with his progression; the most powerful goblins he encountered were only level 30 or 31. He observed that while the experience required to level up increased at higher stages, the power gap between each level became much more pronounced.

On the twenty-eighth day, Dust Manipulation leveled up, becoming vastly more potent. Despite its current strength, the skill still possessed immense potential for growth; contrary to common belief, this ability was completely broken.

Vritra also noticed a strange shift in his race description, likely a result of his constant consumption of demon flesh and blood. However, he didn't dwell on it, as he had no other options for survival.

Just as he finished devouring the fresh carcass of a Goblin Knight, Vritra realized the first month was nearly over. He leaped from his mountain of corpses and moved forward, utilizing dust whips to effortlessly slaughter any remaining goblins. He was far beyond their power level now.

"These goblins have left behind so many weapons. I've lost count of how many I've slain; the total must be staggering. I wonder what's coming next..." Vritra whispered as new system notifications manifested before him.

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[You have survived for a total of thirty days.]

[Quest Progress: 0 days remaining. (100%)]

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[Quest: Survive the First Wave Completed.]

[You have received 10 Allocation Points.]

[You have received the title: The Cursed Hunter (Level 1)!!]

[All stats have increased by 2.]

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Name: Vritra Arclis

Level: 48 [92%]

Titles: The Cursed Hunter (Level 1)

Mana: 670/670

Stats:

69

70

68

69

67

32

[Allocation points: 57]

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Before he could process the updates, another prompt appeared.

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[Quest: Survive the Second wave.]

[Reward: 15 Allocation points and the title: The Cursed Hunter(Level 2)!!]

[Penalty: None]

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"Sigh, I wonder what they're sending at me now." Vritra let out a yawn as he descended from the pile of bodies. Even with the effects of 'Tranquil Mind,' a month without sleep or proper relaxation had left him feeling slightly drained.

Suddenly, the surviving goblins that were charging toward Vritra were driven back until they vanished from his sight. The ground began to vibrate and the walls trembled as a deep, guttural roar echoed from the distance.

This transition was far more intense than the previous one; the sheer volume of the roar made his ears ring.

"Looks like something massive is approaching..." Vritra muttered. Two longswords forged from compressed dust particles materialized in his grip, their edges becoming incredibly sharp and resilient.

Then, he saw them. Massive creatures, several times the size of goblins, were charging toward him in a frenzy. They wielded heavy hammers, axes, and even boulders. Their numbers were endless—a sight that would strike terror into the hearts of most.

These were hulking brutes with thick, green hides and massive muscles. Their faces were contorted, with tusks protruding from snarling maws. Tattered rags barely hid their battle-scarred frames. Their eyes burned with a wild, crazed light as they gripped their menacing weapons.

[Activating Appraisal.]

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Race: Orc

Level: 33

Class: Ordinary Warrior

Vitality: 100%

Stats:

• Strength: 59

• Agility: 38

• Endurance: 58

• Intelligence: 7

• Mana: 0

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"Oh, such formidable demons right out of the gate. It looks like I'm back to grinding like a madman." Vritra remarked as he activated his skills and charged into the sea of Orcs, those repulsive, bulging beasts.

[Activating skill: Danger Sense]

[Activating skill: Night Vision]

[Activating skill: Stamina Recovery Boost]

[Activating skill: Mana Recovery Boost]

[Activating skill: Death Aura]

[Activating skill: Battle Tenacity]

[Activating skill: Quick Step (Level 3)]

[Activating skill: Granular Solidification (Level 4)]

Vritra’s body blurred, reappearing several meters ahead as he drove a longsword into an Orc’s gut and ripped upward, bisecting the creature. Suddenly, a prickling sensation warned him of an incoming threat.

He triggered Quick Step again, narrowly escaping a lethal blow from behind. A massive dust storm whipped up around him, trapping over fifty Orcs. Lethal dust blades whirled through the air, while giant spiders and puppets materialized to protect Vritra and serve as distractions.

Because these Orcs were generally lower-leveled than Vritra, the Death Aura radiating from him paralyzed them instantly. This allowed Vritra to carve through their ranks without resistance. System messages flooded his vision, but he didn't pause, reveling in the sensation of dismantling the giant demons.

His dust blades were quickly coated in gore, and Orc heads rolled as Vritra claimed multiple lives with every swing.

There was a clear trade-off: the Orcs' massive size made them slower, reducing the frequency of attacks he had to dodge. However, the strikes that did connect were far more devastating than those of the goblins.

BANG

SWOOSH

Entrails spilled as his swords tore through the bellies of two Orcs, but a sudden hammer strike from another Orc nearly shattered his shoulder.

Vritra was only knocked back a single step. Without hesitation, he lunged back into the fray to continue farming experience.

As the battle raged on, Vritra would occasionally let his dust army take over whenever he felt hungry. He would either eat his stored goblin meat or harvest fresh Orc flesh, consuming it raw. He had grown accustomed to the taste; while their blood wasn't a perfect substitute for water, it served its purpose for now.

[You have consumed demon flesh.]

[Demonic energy detected.]

[Absorption initiated...]

[1%]

...

[100%]

[Absorption complete!!]

These notifications triggered every time he ate demonic meat or drank their blood, but he ignored them. His only focus was survival. The only mounting issue was the lack of sleep, which even Tranquil Mind couldn't fully compensate for.

As the days went by, Vritra's leveling pace accelerated again as he encountered stronger Orcs. He sustained several injuries despite his Danger Sense and other skills, but nothing proved fatal. He butchered one Orc after another, using whatever discarded weapons he could find.

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[You have killed a Level 39 Orc.]

[You have killed a Level 44 Berserker Orc.]

[You have killed a Level 40 Berserker Orc.]

[You have killed a Level 50 Orc Lord.]

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[+EXP Earned.]

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[You have Levelled Up.]

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[All stats grows by 1]

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[You have obtained 1 Allocation Point.]

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[You have acquired the skill: Lesser Healing.]

With each passing day, the floor was drenched in the crimson blood of Orcs, and the path was littered with their dismembered remains.

His days were nothing but a continuous massacre. Vritra slaughtered the demons as if it were his sole purpose in life. He fought Orcs ranging from level 30 to level 60, and his own level climbed higher with every kill.