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That's What A Top-Tier Savior Is!

[Nomination for Best Newcomer of the Year 2022] [First Place in Bestselling Books for the Tenth Period of the Sci-Fi Starlight Awards] [First Prize in the 2022 Sci-Fi Writing Contest] Saviors are ranked as well. The lowest-tier saviors are inefficient. They take years or even decades to save the world once, causing countless people to suffer. However, they may not truly save the world. The third-tier saviors are manipulated by schemers their entire lives. They are ignorant and naive, just like puppets on strings. The second-tier saviors pay a huge price to save the world. They may lose their spouse, suffer a disability, sacrifice their friends, and suffer many other hardships. However, in the end, they only receive a useless title or even an epitaph. "These saviors have tragic lives. I don't want to become like them, I want to be a top-tier savior!" "What a top-tier savior is?" "Light-speed salvation!" "No casualties!" "Obtaining insane profits!" "Using the present sword to slay the near future, strangling the apocalypse in its cradle, acting entirely on his will, and collecting the reward he deserved!" "That's what a top-tier savior is!"

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Chapter 40 Return to Reality_2

Her left half was almost completely shaved off, her internal organs exposed to the air.

Wang Ran was somewhat surprised.

He wasn't clear about what had happened in that instant, but the old woman had clearly been seriously injured.

In the angel's name!

Anna didn't miss the opportunity.

She raised her right hand, within the palm forming a phantom of the Sword of Adjudication.

Annihilation!

A peculiar strength enveloped the old woman's battered body, her frame splitting into countless fine points of light scattering in all directions.

"No!"

The old woman let out a cry of despair.

She had not yet summoned the Divine Altar, had not yet shown all her strength. That scream was her resentment and unwillingness; yet, it was also her final utterance.

She, dispersed with the wind.

The battle between deities is such: either standoff through the lengthy sands of time or swiftly determine the victor in an ephemeral moment.

Anna cast an indifferent glance at Wang Ran.