1146 73, Illegal dumping

The day after I stayed overnight at the Zematis house. We have already come to the mountainous area, the village of Somblair. From here on out, we will handle the Dead and Dirty God in a long battle, sitting back. For that reason, I brought all the Demon King potions and the 'nectar' that I kept. No matter how much magic you have, it won't be enough. If you don't think about it later, you can inhale all that poison in The Dark Big Hole, but I'm going to keep that for the last finish. I'm not going to cut the trump card all of a sudden. We've been putting safety first because of this.

Come on, let's go then!

Draw poison from poisonous marshes with water manipulation. Let's start with a hundred milliles.

"Detoxification"

We can do it! We can detoxify it! Consuming magic is nothing compared to the other day! If this...

Two hundred millil next...... five hundred millil...... one litre!

That's good!

Sounds good!

Drink the Demon King potion. Magic healed by 10%.

I also drink nectar. Magic recovered 50%.

The nectar is still overwhelming.

In the end, nearly two hundred litres could be detoxified on this day. Thinking about the other day, isn't it a good pace?

The total amount of poison, but taking the breadth of the marsh as a hundred mails in diameter and fifty centimeters in depth… about four thousand cubic mails. One cubic mail is a thousand liters, so I can detoxify it in five days. I mean... 20,000 days, 55 years...

Besides, it takes seven days for my magic to recover to full capacity. I mean, you're actually going to need this six or seven times as much time...

No, you can't. Too much. Can we just think of another way... for example by turning up the furnace... please ask your mother again...

Let's just keep doing this for a week or so. There may be something new.

Sleeping is my quadrangular cottage. Besides, I don't need a night watch. There's no such thing as a monster near here where poison spreads. During the day, I had asked Alec and the others to be on perimeter alert, but I saw no shadows or shapes.

I've prepared plenty of food, and with a little expedition, there's as much demons as there are.

And a week later in the evening. The sun sets on a ridge of mountains that runs everywhere. In the mountainous areas, fresh greenery was in a dazzling season. The wilderness just spreads around the old village of Sonblair, where we stay.

The results to this day are more or less a thousand litres. After all, Nectar seems to be working great. My magic will heal 50%. The problem is that there's only half the nectar left. I drank quite a bit. The water level in the swamp is to such an extent that I feel it has dropped only slightly. That's a long way to go...

"Hey Curse. Wouldn't you be forced to detoxify it all?

"What do you mean?

Whoa? Did Alec come up with any good ideas?

"It's an extreme story, but I wondered what would happen if I dumped all the poison here somewhere far away...

I see. Sure, I was only thinking about detoxifying everything. Because I was concerned about the negative effects on the environment. If you ignore that and throw it away somewhere far away...

No, if you want to do that, just drag Grandma out of the swamp like you did to Jean and detoxify her...

No, you can't. That's a last resort. When I killed my grandmother...

It would be nice if I had a god's spirit medicine elixir at my disposal. But can you cut Grandma up or down on something that doesn't?

Move it elsewhere... I'll try it...

The next day. I asked Cromi to dig the dirt around five hundred mails from the village. The volume is roughly 25 meters for one pool.

"Nin. I dug it.

"Oh, thank you. Then why don't you try?

"Waterfuck."

Um, you still eat magic just to move this poison. You spend a lot of money on a pool. I move around with my hoof and poison. But is it okay to sprinkle all this poison on the earth...

We even arrived where Cromi dug. If I throw all this poison away, it'll be a lot easier later. Even though it's easier... no... I can't.

It's like throwing an empty can or lunchbox out a window in a car like this... such a nasty, nasty act... I can't...

"Sorry Cromi...... you dug it for me. Will you keep the hole back..."

"Yes, fine... what's going on?

"Nothing..."

Damn... it's been a waste of time and magic...

I wish I could compress this without the black hole magic......

Compression...

Speaking of compression, you're Brother Oddy, right? Brother Oddie's compression magic... if you can also use Brother Oddie's dry magic there...

"Dry"

"Compression"

Half-baked. I'm gonna compress you so bad...