The Primal Hunter

Chapter 70

Jacob felt a bit of excitement for the first time in quite a while reading his notifications. He had barely opened any of the system menus for weeks, and when he did, he only did so to either check the tutorial panel or his stamina. But now things had changed, as he had perhaps finally found a path for himself in this new world.

With the blessing, a title apparently also came. The only other title Jacob had besides the one they all started with. He had honestly kind of forgotten the existence of titles before that moment.

[Holder of a Primordial's Greater Blessing] – Obtain the Greater blessing of a Primordial. In the vast multiverse, many gods exist, many pantheons rule, but the Primordial are few. To be blessed by a Primordial personally is a rarity, so bear it with pride. Grants the skill: [Lighthouse of the Holy Mother (Epic)]. +5 all stats, +5% to wisdom, willpower, and vitality.

Another massive gain and another stat-increasing effect. They were even the same stats Jacob got a lot of from his class. As for the skill it granted, he wasn't too sure.

[Lighthouse of the Holy Mother (Epic)] – A beacon amidst a sea of confusion. A light for all to follow in order to find safe shore once more. Allows you to take in emotions from those around you more easily, understanding their most profound inner desires. Passively makes you appear more trustworthy to those who have faith in you. The effect of Lighthouse of the Holy Mother is based on wisdom and willpower, respectively.

It sounded downright creepy - the perfect superweapon of any stalker. But from the perspective of a leader, it was invaluable. Morale and happy employees were the cornerstone of a highly efficient company, especially one focused on knowledge rather than physical labor.

Being able to convince others easier was also very helpful. It just rubbed Jacob the wrong way to imagine him quite literally mind-manipulating others into it. At least the skill appeared only to reinforce the trust others already had in him...

After the meeting, he had naturally also gotten the level… as well as a whole bunch of lost skills.

*' DING!' Class: [Augur of Hope] has reached level 25 - Stat points allocated, +8 free points*

*Skill lost*: [Strike (Common)]

*Skill lost*: Basic One-Handed Weapon (Inferior)

*Skill Lost*: Basic Two-Handed weapon (Inferior)

*Skill Lost*: Basic Sword & Shield (Inferior)

*Skill Lost*: Basic Throwing Weapons (Inferior)

*Skill Lost*: Balanced Approach (Common)

*Skill Lost*: Basic Blocking (Inferior)

He had lost all of his skills but two. One called Amplify Voice, which did exactly what it sounds like. The other one was Motivating Presence, his only uncommon-skill before the events that had just transpired. It was a skill that reduced stamina expenditure for all allies around him.

But of course, he had also gained several skills. four to be exact - the first one a mana-affinity skill, something he had heard about before.

but also burn your enemies, along with a myriad of mystical techniques. Allows the user to turn their mana into the

could vaguely feel small wisps of knowledge on how to use the light element. However, as he had no idea how

a bit weird but

all those he guides. Allows the user to more easily influence the Records and thus future paths of others. Enables your

what the second to last part. Grant experience. He could help others gain levels without having to

the flow. Allows the Augur of Hope to peer into the rivers of fate and destiny to interpret the omens

knowledge that came with the skill didn't help him much either. It just allowed him to know how to start divining, and he knew that it was a rather

was just

Gained*: [One More Light (Legendary)] – When the lights flicker, your will remains. In the sky of a million stars, when one's time runs out, One More Light remains. The Augur of Hope cares when the light goes out, even when a moment is all that we are. So his light shall remain alit to further guide the lost

heard of before. He remembered Richard boasting about getting an

with all his other skills. But with this… he came up blank. It seemed to do

answer to that question. Even if he couldn't figure out, he had a feeling he would know what it was for in

a path forward. One could live with the system without fighting. He could become someone leading people just like

finally found a new

as it tried to wrestle him off. But the man didn't let

was already wounded all over, arrows sticking out of it everywhere, and a huge hole that had left one of its claws

stopped moving, as

Bonus experience earned for

has reached level 44 - Stat points allocated, +4

Race: [Human (E)] has reached level 46 - Stat points allocated, +5

backward unto his back, a smile hanging on his

than half a day had been spent in this cavern since he entered. All the five

repeating. The common-rarity hemotoxic poison was still underway, but he was getting close. Really close. He had even managed to get another level under his belt with all the

levels in his class, nearly getting one per Alpha. The second to last was the only one that hadn't awarded one. He didn't know if it was natural to get that many levels

sphere, but now he could feel where it was anyway, showing great synergy with his bloodline. The increased damage

or his arrows dig deeper as he had expected. Instead, the effect was more peculiar. Whenever he hit a beast, dealing damage to it, what felt like a wave or maybe a small wisp of

to drain more lifeforce than before.

the skill dealt damage directly to

a level. His Infused Powershot had made all the fights a lot easier, allowing him to land an excellent

hit it from the side and penetrate through the ear canal and into the beast's brain. The damage released from the Mark was insane, looking like a wave of energy washing over the creature. He said' looking', but he was the only one who could notice the effect

be very much true.

He had a feeling he maybe

he needed another period of restoration. He had rushed the fight with the final badger quite a bit, not bothering to fully reconjure all his arrows, which was

be said that Jake looked like the poorest homeless person around. The other survivors had banded together, meaning they had tailors in their midst. Jake, on the other hand, had to

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