Time seemed to freeze at this moment; the light from the antimatter explosion was slightly different from that of a hydrogen bomb.
The entire city didn't erupt with a thunderous explosion but was engulfed by a creeping absolute silence. Then came the pure energy of the white light from the annihilation of matter and antimatter.
The streets vanished, the parks vanished, the crisscrossing viaducts vanished.
Millions of lives, their fears, loves, memories, unfinished words, unrealized dreams, in that white light, not a ripple arose before they completely dissipated.
No screams, no struggles, not even a trace of ash was left!
The white light, like an infinitely large, absolutely clean eraser, indisputably and precisely wiped away the city from the earth's map bit by bit.
It steadily and uniformly advanced outward, leaving behind only a pool of magma melted by high temperatures.
