The Primal Hunter

As the Den Mother died, Jake felt like he had finally gotten out many of his frustrations. However, the feeling of relief was short-lived as his entire body started aching only mere moments later. He had pushed himself to the limit, perhaps even above limits he didn’t know he had.

His stamina was nearly depleted after only one fight. His mana had also taken quite the hit as he had used more than a few Infused Powershots.

This fight was likely the first time Jake had ever fully realized his body’s potential.

Experiencing a doubling in physical stats in only a few days had done much to increase his combat-strength.

And the results spoke for themselves. Jake had won a convincing victory with the odds more than stacked against him.

Deciding to go through his notifications, he first saw that the three Alphas had all been below level 70. Which meant they were indeed all weaker than any of the other Alphas he had met so far. Nevertheless, the three had still awarded a level as the last one fell, making him level up both his class and race during the fight.

Apparently, he had been too focused to even notice. But he did notice the level he got when the Den Mother died. And speaking of the Den Mother…

*You have slain [Den Mother – lvl 82] – Bonus experience earned for killing an enemy above your level. 124000 TP earned*

*’DING!’ Class: [Ambitious Hunter] has reached level 46 - Stat points allocated, +4 free points*

The Den Mother had been level 82, and not just an average level 82, but clearly a potent variant. Only from what he had seen, the beast could wipe out any group of 5 he had met so far. And by a large margin.

The first blast of poisonous gas alone would likely have killed most. Without Jake’s high resistance from Palate of the Malefic Viper, he would probably have suffered a lot too. And even with the skill, he had still taken damage.

Overall, the Den Mother had been strong. Strong, but exceptionally poorly matched up against Jake. He countered most of what it did.

He did wonder a bit about its name, though. How did it come to be called Den Mother? He doubted it was the name of its race, as he was pretty sure many animals out there in the vast multiverse had what one could call a den mother. Likely it was just something to do with the dungeon, but of course, he had no way to be sure.

Moving down the list of notifications, it was far from done. The next ones informed Jake of him successfully clearing the dungeon.

Congratulations! You have cleared Tutorial Dungeon: Badger’s Den

Objective: Defeat the Den Mother (Completed)

Bonus reward for clearing the dungeon solo.

Dungeon shutting down in: 00:57:29

He was a bit happy to see that clearing the dungeon solo provided a bonus. He didn’t see any treasure chests anywhere, but perhaps they were in the tunnel behind where the Den Mother died.

A pleasant, though not unexpected, surprise was also the upgrade of two of his titles, meaning it wasn't new titles but changes to his existing ones.

a Dungeon

– Be the first to clear a dungeon suitable

of four in all stats from the upgraded titles. It didn’t seem like much, but it was equivalent to two entire race levels, or

did make him wonder how high the titles went, though. He seriously doubted they doubled every time, as that would quickly escalate to the

most powerful being in the entire multiverse was indeed the mighty Dungeon Pioneer 25, with his or

very significant bonus. Jake believed that there had to be a limit, and if not, were everyone in the entire multiverse just farming dungeons all day,

ask the Viper about next time, he

and all, but the main thing was the very last message

granted the Tutorial Quest:

challenger to appear. With the death of his lords, the King is sure to be

the Beast

Current progress: 1/4

a realization that quests exist. Of course they do. The system had already proven itself to love a whole slew of game-elements, so quests also being a thing was entirely

the initial tutorial message when they entered, mentioning something about the Beast Lords

the time. He had been a bit busy with his entire life and reality itself being flipped

meet this fabled King, he would have to kill the four

surrounding one colossal mountain in the middle. The dungeon he was in currently had been found at the top of the first one, making it somewhat reasonable to expect the other dungeons to

all of that was for when he got out of here. For now, he still had loot to get to - the first piece perhaps right

even after the Den Mother died. Whenever the badgers, including the Alphas, died, the poison on their claws and fangs lost all their effect. Without the supply of energy from the body, the venom couldn’t keep up its

Den Mother. Making it quite apparent that something highly toxic was still

it up. But then again, using the natural materials found

still strong but far more manageable. He cut towards the source of the toxin, as he finally managed to move the innards out the way and

out, making sure to not spill anything of

walk away several times to get a breath. Not because he lacked air, he just lacked not horrendously smelling air. One had to remember that the Den Mother was several times larger than himself, forcing him to quite literally step into

squishy flesh-bag on the ground,

concentrated toxic liquid, condensed by

it was worth it, Jake thought to himself as he smiled a bit. One part of the smile was due to the item, and another was due to him

in his necklace. The thing was big, weighing a few kilograms easily, which meant that it likely

Den Mother one last time in acknowledgment, he went towards the exit of the cavern. Where he,

soon found that the tunnel broadened. Before Jake even turned the corner, he already saw the two black holes in his Sphere of Perception.

to see what he would be rewarded. One of the boxes was small and rectangular, while the other was slightly

was the rarity. The rectangular one was Rare, and the

a little disappointed even. After clearing the Challenge Dungeon, he had gotten an epic along with a rare item. Then

the best for last,

it was actually a carved tooth. Or a fang to be more accurate. It had a simple-looking handle and a

granting this weapon strength akin to when the beast still lived. The Fang itself has taken shape resembling a shiv, fit to be wielded

in

thing was relatively simple. The dagger only seemed to have one single function: poisoning. It seriously made him think precisely how much the