"Although I don't know much about these erosion marks, since they can grow those Deep Sea tentacles, they probably serve as the nutrients and soil. I have some experience from helping my teacher tend plants back in Hell..."
Lynn carefully held the shit-yellow potions and crouched at the edge of the erosion marks, ready to feed them.
Blood Cloak stood frozen.
His description brought some horrifying scenes of extreme corruption to her mind.
But surely it wasn't what she was thinking...
Surely not...
Lynn rubbed his chin, then pulled the cork from a potion bottle with a pop and poured it over the erosion marks with a glug-glug.
"So I think that if I water them with some of my specially formulated potions, we might completely eliminate the obstacles we've encountered. After all, as long as we turn them into forms that can't fight..."
[Ding! Your Tainted Body Potion -1!] [Ding! Your Tainted Body Potion -1!]
Pop-
Lynn took another bottle of pink potion from his coat, shook it, and fed that to them as well.
[Ding! Your Pink ??? Potion -1!]
Blood Cloak watched the scene with a (((;꒪ꈊ꒪;))) expression.
Once the potions were poured over the erosion marks, the tiny tendrils quickly gulped them down.
They even seemed quite satisfied.
But for some reason, Blood Cloak kept feeling an extremely dangerous aura emanating from him...
As though something very bad was about to happen...
"So... what effects... do these two potions have...?"
She swallowed as she asked.
Lynn stood up and took out the Pocket Watch.
He timed it.
About ten minutes passed.
Lynn abruptly turned around, adjusted the Monocle, and slammed a mechanical iron fist into the erosion marks before him. The corners of his lips rose slightly.
"These effects, of course!"
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