The Splendor of Netheril
Chapter 687

Levels and Such

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Punk was surprised that Kane possessed twenty-four warrior class levels. He had always known that Kane had some unknown secrets, but no matter how many secrets Kane had, he could not possibly possess all the advancement experience of an Archmage like Punk did, could he?

Moreover, raising one's level required far more than enough Legendary resources. Talent, effort, inspiration, willpower, luck... not one of these could be lacking. Yet Kane had overcome countless difficulties and reached a class level not far below Punk's. In some respects, Kane truly qualified as one of the most gifted geniuses in the entire Multiverse.

This truly lay beyond the caster's expectations, and a trace of surprise inevitably appeared in his gaze as he looked at Kane.

Punk was surprised by Kane's class level, but after Kane sensed Punk's casting level... only shock could describe the expression he had left.

In fact, when Punk had just kicked open the doors and walked in, Kane had been leisurely enjoying the soft, fragrant body of a succubus and listening to the melodious screams of a young mermaid. At that time, the knight's expression had been exceedingly profound. He seemed to be flaunting his achievements before an old rival while constantly saying, "It's nothing, just a small matter," and his smug delight was barely concealed.

However, when he secretly used his mental power to inspect Punk's projection, which possessed a certain degree of spellcasting ability, the smile on the face of the high-spirited "Instant Kill Spear" instantly froze.

Bang!

Almost instinctively summoning the armor from his storage ring onto his body and swatting the succubus girl in his arms aside, Kane nearly jumped up on the spot with a blank stare.

If Punk's current emotion was mere surprise, then Kane's feelings could only be described as horror. He

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