The Splendor of Netheril
Chapter 972

Blade of Light

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Bill-Kaydon appeared to be a Shadow and battle aura dual-class professional. Both his rogue level and martial class level should have been fairly high, and it was precisely because he possessed the ability to use both of these Legendary professions that Mr. Blade of Light had been able to nimbly deflect Punk's spell attack and temporarily save Ankazan's life.

Although Bill's timing in arriving on the battlefield had indeed been a little too perfect, even so... could he truly save his close friend before a powerful Level 39 spellcaster?

The answer was obviously no!

Not only could he not save anyone, but even this rescuer himself might fall today within this nameless mountain range that had turned into a canyon of deep craters.

After all, Bill himself was merely an ordinary Legendary without any particularly powerful equipment. Although his agility and his effortless deflection of the Rift of Destruction indicated that he was considerably stronger than the Level 33 Incinerator, Punk could basically be certain that his opponent had not reached the delicate peak of Level 39.

What was more, he now had no choice but to do his utmost to protect a useless burden who had completely lost the ability to fight, was unconscious, and hovered on the brink of death... All things considered, Bill's entry into this canyon was practically "delivering himself to the door"!

"Impulsive idiot, how did someone like you achieve advancement to Legendary? Who gave you the courage to rush into this battlefield to seek death? Or did you prepare some trump card you think is rather impressive?"

Watching Bill clutch his dagger with a mocking gaze, Punk's voice was exceptionally calm within the vast, deep crater.

With Ankazan already incapable of fighting, launching an immediate attack was not the best choice. In order to

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