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.

affinity of two faces. The light can shine upon allies, bringing them comfort and strength, but also burn your enemies, along with a myriad of mystical techniques. Allows

a tier when getting it. When he tapped into his mind, he could vaguely feel small wisps of

also a bit weird but had

to more easily influence the Records and thus future paths of others. Enables your teaching to grant a very minor amount of class and profession-experience. Effect based on

that influencing Records thing was about. No, what he cared about what the second to last part. Grant experience. He

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

kind of fortune-telling? Prediction of the future? He had a feeling it was far more complicated than that. And the 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

was just downright

one's time runs out, One More Light remains. The Augur of Hope cares when the light goes out, even when

tier Jacob had never even heard of before. He remembered Richard boasting about getting an epic-skill, making others green with envy. But now he had obtained

use it too. It was like that with all his other skills. But with this…

to that question. Even if he couldn't figure out,

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

finally found a new area

man repeatably stabbing a massive beast in the side as it tried to wrestle him off. But the man didn't let up but kept holding on as his hands grasping unto the beast gave off a faint

all over, arrows sticking out of it everywhere, and a huge hole that had left one of its claws hanging limp. The blood was oozing out of

as

have slain [Alpha Venomfang Badger – lvl 77] – Bonus experience earned for killing an enemy above your level. 114000

has reached level 44 - Stat points allocated, +4

has reached level

hanging on his lips. Not caring at all about the blood he had landed

entered. All the five Alpha's

preparing for battle, fighting a big-ass badger, doing alchemy, and meditating before rinsing and 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

one that hadn't awarded

that Mark was great. Before, he sometimes had issues when he ran away if the beast briefly exited his sphere, but now he could feel where it was anyway, showing great

beast, dealing damage to it, what felt like a wave or maybe a small wisp of energy drifting out and consumed just a bit of health from the target.

the toxins to drain more lifeforce than before. He

skill dealt

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

released from the Mark was insane, looking like a wave of energy washing over the creature. He said' looking', but he was

out to be very much true. None of the badgers had shown the slightest reaction when he used the

didn't know if he could defeat the beast. He had

to fully reconjure all his arrows, which was why he

to 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,

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