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 Pioneer II],

Style (Uncommon)], [Basic Shadow Vault of Umbra (Uncommon)], [Splitting Arrow (Uncommon)] [Big Game Hunter (Rare)], [Infused Powershot (Rare)], [Mark of the Ambitious Hunter

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

Blessing of the Malefic

[Endless Tongues of the Myriad Races (Unique)], [Identify (Common)], [Meditate (Common)],

the Primal Hunter (Bloodline Ability

title being the main culprit behind it. Jake’s still

level in his race - a truly massive amount amplified further

bloodline ability grew stronger. The two last skills he had gotten in his class scaled with perception, and he felt

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

would still have to test it in actual combat, but since it required him to be

ever-looming danger of the Great White Stag appearing in 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 in one on one combat. Now even more

first, he had to 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,

didn’t know. But if he had to guess, it had to be in some metaphysical

Jake

It had stopped at a bit less than 30 meters in all directions and been like that even before the massive

was still out of the question, but mana had started getting more visible to 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

he started making strings. The fact that mana constructs were possible was only made

woven together, but if he wove enough together and focused on keeping them straight, he suddenly made a staff. Making the strings weave together

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

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,

and try to condense it. If he just pushed in more mana, all he would get

but steady. To use a rope of mana as climbing gear just a few weeks ago would be a pipedream. Even lifting a dagger off the floor or use it to retrieve his

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 felt more confident now, but it was still unnecessary to engage the boss without proper preparation. Besides, who knows what tricks the beast would

process that was only easier than before as he took down stag after stag. They weren’t even a real challenge before today, now even less

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 far too easy to

seven ponds in total spread around the plains, with an eighth in the middle – the largest one.

he had hoped for. A single white stag and three white does standing around - not a single

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

hundred

Hunter] has reached level 54 - Stat points allocated, +4 free

52 -

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

his agility and strength as he always

strength per level than humans like him. Or maybe it was just a result of him having a variant class and profession, while the beasts he fought were generally

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