Space Killing.
This was not the first time Fang Li had done something like this.
Back in the world of A Certain Magical Index, when the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception had ascended and caused Fang Li to enter a mysterious state, he had once killed space itself, causing all the magic within that space to perish along with it.
At this moment, Fang Li was merely doing the same thing as before.
Of course, only the first part was the same.
Before Boros could launch his attack after Fang Li removed the Magic Eye's restrictions, Fang Li killed space.
However, space would not completely vanish because of that.
Even if Fang Li killed space, the world itself would regenerate the damaged portion.
Otherwise, the ever-expanding void would devour everything around it.
Thus, at the instant Fang Li killed the space, the world filled that portion back in and generated new space.
Yet before the energy produced by creating that new space could fully restore space itself, Fang Li killed it once more.
No.
More accurately, before that energy could gather at the damaged space and generate new space, Fang Li killed the direction in which the gathered energy was headed.
The death of that direction made it impossible for the energy to converge.
As a result, the energy that should have been used to create new space dispersed directly in all directions, forming a terrifying explosion.
"Boom—!"
Amid the earth-shaking blast, the sudden, terrifying shockwave swept through the ruins of City A.
The earth gradually cracked apart.
The rubble gradually vanished.
The ruins were flattened.
The impact became a tornado.
It was a scene like the end of the world.
Everything seemed to be marching toward death, slowly vanishing into the gaps of history, erased one by one.
"Uooooooooh—!"