312 dilution
A drop of ink can easily contaminate a cup of pure water.
However, if you pour a pond's worth of water into it, the color tainted by the ink will fade significantly.
The demon's breath had been dispersed...
Not expelled, not purified... but merely diluted.
Franca could feel many things happening on the level of Spiritual Energy perception.
Of course, from a practical standpoint, regardless of the principle, what was ultimately demonstrated was...
The demon's power had been weakened!
Blondie felt his power rapidly diminishing, the strength bestowed by the true God washing away like by torrential waters, not even one in ten remained.
What had happened?
He did not know.
Everyone had already been taken into the domain of the true God, and their feeble minds had long lost the capacity for rebellion under the influence of long-term, high-dimensional murmurs.
With their first step toward betrayal, they would fall into the authority of the adults, never to escape.