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.

II] – Successfully clear a Dungeon suitable

Be the first to clear a dungeon suitable for your

an increase 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 36 stats totals. Not a measly sum at

doubted they doubled

in the entire multiverse was indeed the mighty Dungeon Pioneer 25, with

Jake believed that there had to be a limit, and if not, were everyone in the entire multiverse just farming dungeons

the Viper about next time, he

thing was the very last message Jake received. Or, more accurately, the quest he

granted the

murmurs with rumors of a King ruling from the shadows. The four Beast Lords each guard their dungeon as their King commanded, waiting for a suitable challenger to appear. With the death of his lords, the King is

Defeat the

Current progress: 1/4

already

the initial tutorial message when

bit busy with his entire life and reality itself being flipped upside down. You know, the usual

he could meet this fabled King, he would have to kill

of them surrounding one colossal mountain in the middle. The dungeon he was in currently had been found at

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

the poison on their claws and fangs lost all

Den Mother. Making it quite

his sword and went towards the corpse of the beast. It felt disrespectful to cut it up. But then again, using the natural materials found on an animal was often seen as a sign of respect in many cultures. Yeah, that is

the hide was far easier now that the beast was dead. It was 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

thing. It was integrated into the beast’s stomach-area by many small tendrils going into the flesh. He didn’t hesitate as he cut it out, making sure to

get it out, as he had to 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,

flesh-bag on the

concentrated toxic liquid, condensed by the Den

himself as he smiled a bit. One part of the smile was due to the item, and another was due to him seeing a new challenge before him.

out a piece of cloth from his bag, he bundled up and put the gland in his necklace. The thing was big, weighing a few

went towards the exit of the cavern. Where he, of course, found himself

the tunnel broadened. Before Jake even turned the corner, he already saw the

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

mattered more, however, was the rarity. The rectangular one was Rare, and the other

the Challenge Dungeon, he had gotten an epic along with a rare item. Then again, this

the best for last,

actually a carved tooth. Or a fang to be more accurate. It had a simple-looking handle and a slightly curved blade, and from its looks, seemed

The fang of the Den Mother still carries substantial remnants of its condensed Records, granting this weapon strength akin to when the beast still lived. The Fang itself has taken shape

in any

have one single function: poisoning. It seriously made him think precisely how much the system