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

the New World], [Bloodline Patriarch],[Holder of a Primordial’s True Blessing], [Dungeoneer II], [Dungeon

Skills: [Basic One-Handed Weapons (Inferior], [Advanced Stealth (Common)], [Advanced Archery (Common)], [Hunter’s Sight (Uncommon)], [Basic Twin Fang Style (Uncommon)], [Basic Shadow Vault of Umbra (Uncommon)], [Splitting Arrow (Uncommon)] [Big Game Hunter (Rare)], [Infused Powershot (Rare)], [Mark of the Ambitious Hunter (Rare)],

(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

[True Blessing of the Malefic Viper

Races (Unique)],

the Primal Hunter (Bloodline

had experienced tremendous growth across the line, the massive title being the main culprit behind it. Jake’s still massively

added together meant he got 9 for every level in his class and 7 for every level in his race - a truly massive amount amplified further

in the stat, his bloodline ability grew stronger. The two last skills he had

and now. But Jake wasn’t satisfied with just being strong here and now. He knew there was an entire world out there to explore and

his new legendary skill scaled with perception did make it all a little bit better too. He would still have to test

around and the ever-looming danger of the Great White Stag appearing in

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

fight would make any power-ups irrelevant

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 his bloodline didn’t actually seem to have anything to do

his Sphere continued to function during meditation, Jake wasn’t wholly paralyzed from doing anything productive as he practiced

less than 30 meters in

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 sphere at least, likely due to how condensed it was, which made it

done so many times before, he started making strings. The fact that mana constructs were possible was only made more evident by the Spectral Hand and Spectral Weaponry skills. And if a skill could

more complicated things. Ropes were just strings woven together, but if he wove enough together and focused on keeping them straight, he suddenly made a staff. Making the strings weave together in a

it. No matter how much he focused, he couldn’t make the things he made more robust. They always felt fleeting, like a strong wind could blow

with the mana. So far,

try to condense it. If he just pushed in more mana, all he would get was to make it longer. Instead, he needed to put more mana into every

a few weeks ago would be a pipedream. Even lifting a dagger off the floor or use it to retrieve his bow from the ground in the Badger’s Den

the resource pool entirely. 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

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 tricks

only easier than before as he took down stag after stag.

White 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 in

entire day later, he couldn’t find any more enemies. There were seven ponds in total spread around the plains, with an eighth in the middle – the largest one. After going to all seven of them, even being slightly reckless in staying close to the natural paths between them, he still

what he had hoped for. A single white stag

being a bit cautious, he decided to wait a bit to see if any more would come. He drank one final stamina potion, committing himself to

to a hundred enemies in less than a day, which was

54 - Stat points allocated,

Race: [Human (E)] has reached level 52 - Stat points allocated, +5

how easy it had been, he nearly felt like he had gotten more than he should have. Jake didn’t know how he measured up to equally leveled people, but he sure did well even

Game 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. Besides

clear to Jake that beasts grew far less in strength per level than humans like him. Or maybe it was just a

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