The Primal Hunter

Chapter 80

Jake clenched his fists together, feeling the strength in his grasp. He felt invigorated. Without a doubt, stemming from the massive influx of stats and the new skill.

Funnily enough, this was the first skill he had ever unlocked that didn’t come with a single iota of knowledge. Usually, he would know at least some basic things about it. Like how to activate it, how many resources it generally consumed, potential cooldowns of the skill, and so on and so forth.

But with his Moment of the Primal Hunter, he only got what the description gave him. He understood why, though. It was a skill he had created, named after his bloodline itself. Perhaps the system didn’t have the info, or it was just the normal thing to happen when one made their own skill.

Or maybe, it kind of assumed he already knew since… well, he was the creator.

He opened his status menu for the first time in quite a while, and it was starting to get quite impressive if he had to say so himself.

Status

Name: Jake Thayne

Race: [Human (E) – lvl 50]

Class: [Ambitious Hunter – lvl 50]

Profession: [Prodigious Alchemist of the Malefic Viper – lvl 50]

Health Points (HP): 4124/4350

Mana Points (MP): 3254/5050

Stamina: 1205/2990

Stats

Strength: 308

Agility: 414

Endurance: 299

Vitality: 435

Toughness: 308

Wisdom: 505

Intelligence: 204

Perception: 758

Willpower: 291

Free points: 0

of a Primordial’s True Blessing], [Dungeoneer II], [Dungeon Pioneer II], [Legendary

Sight (Uncommon)], [Basic Twin Fang Style (Uncommon)], [Basic Shadow Vault of Umbra (Uncommon)], [Splitting Arrow (Uncommon)] [Big Game Hunter

[Alchemist’s Purification (Common)], [Alchemical Flame (Common)], [Toxicology (Uncommon)], [Cultivate Toxin (Uncommon)], [Malefic Viper’s Poison (Rare)], [Palate of the Malefic Viper (Rare)], [Touch of the Malefic Viper (Rare)],[Sense of the Malefic Viper (Rare)], [Blood of the Malefic Viper (Epic)], [Scales

the Malefic Viper (Blessing -

Myriad Races (Unique)], [Identify

Primal Hunter (Bloodline Ability -

the line, the massive title being the main culprit behind it. Jake’s still massively

every level in his class and 7 for every level in his race - a truly massive amount amplified further by a huge percentage increase, which ultimately meant Jake’s perception was more than 250

it. With every point in the stat, his bloodline ability grew stronger. The two last skills he had gotten in his class scaled with perception, and he felt like he could only

satisfied with just being strong here and now. He knew there was an entire world out there to explore and that this tutorial would only be a minor point in his life. If he survived, of

too. He would still have to test it in actual combat, but

moved around and the ever-looming danger of the Great White Stag appearing in the middle of a practice session, quite frankly made it

as scary as it was only a few minutes ago. Even before this power-up, Jake felt confident in facing the beast in one on one combat. Now

finish his meditation. Running out of stamina in the middle of a fight would make any power-ups irrelevant after all. Before he entered meditation, he chugged

he started meditating. He felt his regeneration speed up as more energy started condensing within. Where exactly all the energy was stored, he still didn’t know. But if he had to guess, it had to be in some metaphysical way, just like how

function during meditation, Jake wasn’t wholly paralyzed from doing anything productive as he practiced mana

fast it grew in area. It had stopped at a bit less than 30 meters in all directions and been like that even before the massive stat gain

his inner eye. It was still faint, but at least he now knew it was there and could even ‘see’ it. His string of mana that was invisible to the eye was visible to his

was only made more evident by the Spectral Hand and Spectral Weaponry skills. And if a skill could weave

to make more complicated things. Ropes were just strings woven together, but if he wove enough together and focused on keeping them straight, he suddenly

create the form itself took little effort, but the problem was maintaining it. No matter how much he focused, he couldn’t make the things he made more

them instantly dissolving the moment he stopped being in physical contact with the mana. So far, he didn’t see any solution to the problem, so he

mana, all he would get was

rope of mana as climbing gear just a few weeks ago would be a pipedream. Even lifting a dagger

His mana consumption was far lower during his practice than what he regenerated during meditation, allowing that pool to stay full too, which meant that he was currently in top

had groups of deer left to slay before it was time to take on the white stag. He felt more confident now, but it was still unnecessary to engage the boss without proper preparation. Besides, who knows what

he took down stag

had no way to keep up or pin him down. Every time the White Stag came upon his kills, it called down the moonbeam, which

middle – the largest one. After going to all seven of them,

what he had hoped for. A

a bit to see if any more would come. He drank one final stamina potion, committing himself to wait an hour before he would

were gained after he had killed close to a hundred enemies in less than a day,

54 - Stat points allocated,

has reached level 52 - Stat points allocated, +5 free

expected. Though, with how easy it had been, he nearly felt like he had gotten more than

Hunter skill gave a constant bonus to his agility and strength as he always fought higher-leveled enemies, helping him close some of the stat disparity.

level than humans like him. Or maybe it was just a result of him

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