Ian always liked to spout some badass lines.
"Behold my Divine Might!"
He condensed his understanding of the ultimate contradiction between "existence" and "nothingness" at the tip of his wand. This power was neither the power of creation nor destruction.
It was closer to "denial" and "erasure."
How should he put it?
It was no longer simply magic.
Who said the power of paradox was not useful?
The power of paradox was incredibly useful.
Ian felt as though he had been possessed by Teacher He from Mushroom House.
This really hits the spot.
He had indeed used the great power of paradox once more.
What lit up at the tip of his wand was not blinding white light, but a color of ultimate "emptiness" that seemed to absorb all color and dim the surrounding light! Then, an indescribable sensation spread outward—a fluctuation capable of making even a Fallen Deity instinctively feel palpitations.
"Existence Erasure!"
Ian fired that threadlike light of "emptiness," which seemed to contain the aura of the universe returning to ruin, toward the Dark Spear that was still struggling through the spacetime trap!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no brilliant flash from colliding energies, not even the slightest sound. The instant that strand of "emptiness" struck the Dark Spear, the scene became bizarre to the extreme—the spear seemed as though it had never existed at all. Starting from its tip, it broke down inch by inch and vanished.
It left behind no traces of energy.
Nor did it trigger the slightest spatial ripple.
It was like a rejected art student gently rubbing something off a canvas with an eraser after failing the entrance exam and preparing to change careers, returning it completely to nothingness.
It was not merely the disappearance of matter and energy. Even the law of