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

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

[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

(Uncommon)], [Malefic Viper’s Poison (Rare)], [Palate of the

Blessing of the Malefic Viper (Blessing -

Races (Unique)], [Identify (Common)], [Meditate (Common)], [Shroud

[Bloodline of the Primal Hunter (Bloodline

growth across the line, the massive title being the

every level in his class and 7 for every level in his race

regretted 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 get more

here and now. He knew there was an entire world out there to explore and that this tutorial would

all a little bit better too. He would still have to test it in actual combat, but since it required him to be in potentially deadly danger, it wasn’t something

it either. The deer constantly moved around and the ever-looming danger of the Great White Stag appearing in the middle of a

before this power-up, Jake

would make any power-ups irrelevant after

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

Jake wasn’t wholly

how 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 he had

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

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 weave it together,

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

matter how much he focused, he couldn’t make the things he made more robust. They always felt fleeting,

stopped being in physical contact with the mana. So far, he

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

as climbing gear just a few weeks ago would be a pipedream. Even lifting a dagger off the

nearly filling the resource pool entirely. His mana consumption was far lower during his practice than what he regenerated during meditation, allowing that

to take on the white stag. He felt more confident now, but it was still unnecessary

he continued his hunt. A process that was only easier than before as he took down stag after stag. They weren’t even a

him only half an hour or so in between every pond, where he quickly brought down any beast he encountered before he rushed on to the next. The Great 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 turn told Jake exactly where the big boss currently was, making it

an 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

found what he had hoped for. A single white stag and three white

one final stamina potion, committing himself to wait an hour before he would engage the boss. While waiting, he

levels were gained after he had killed close to a hundred enemies

54 - Stat points

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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

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.

him. Or maybe it was just a result of him having a variant class and profession, while

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