These toxic things directly took out the God of Thunder.
Leaving them in reality would clearly turn the place into a sea of fire.
"Should we keep the rest of these?"
"Not for now."
Acheron answered wistfully, still remembering Megumin's near-pained expression as she tried to avoid the food.
For a moment, she suddenly felt that perhaps she did not understand herself very well.
Kiana and Megumin had pissed her off enough to make her stomp her feet, so she had deliberately started a culinary deathmatch.
Now, although neither of them had fallen.
Their miserable crying and screaming truly made her unable to bear harming them any further.
"Since you aren't eating them, I'll take them away and put them to use."
He ran a finger across the ingredients Acheron had prepared. The dishes immediately underwent fusion, producing terrifying heat.
Then Russell swallowed that terrifying thermal energy in one gulp, converting it into electricity within his body before turning it into stored mana.
The efficiency of directly converting matter into mana was very low.
Many Great Magicians slaughtered hundreds of people and spent millions on materials, only for their spells to be capable of bullying rural mercenaries and adventurers.
If they encountered a proper military force with armored vehicles, howitzers, heavy machine guns, and even the ability to call in air support, both the mages and their positions would likely be blown away together.
But if Nuclear Fusion was used to generate nuclear power, things were clearly a little different.
E=mc².
The heat generated by thermonuclear fusion had always been a terrifying figure.
Convert heat into electricity, then electricity into mana.
Millions' worth of consumable materials was enough to sustain the existence of multiple Divine Era Servants.
And some of those Servants were exceptional enough to massacre their way from