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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!"

Dream Butterfly · Khoa huyễn
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Chapter 137 Roll! Big Brother-in-law's Head!_1

A loud explosion thundered!

Before the sound reached the ears of the Doomsday Apostles, a massive crack surged from the stone wall above the altar. It wildly spread to both sides, the scene eerily resembling an invisible pen frantically splattering chilling patterns on the stone wall.

As the Doomsday Apostles' brains were rattled by the deafening roar that arrived right after, the crack started to tear open. An intangible force manifested into an instant monstrous dragon, its ferocious claws coming down heavily.

The fragile stone wall simply could not withstand such destruction. The sounds of it breaking apart, and then collapsing, brought down the steel that supported the wall with it. The intricate web of scaffolds crumbled effortlessly and tipped over like a child's stack of blocks carelessly knocked down, crying out in despair as dust rose in all directions.

Amidst that cloud of rubble and dust...

"Your clumsy trickery ends here."