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

New World], [Bloodline Patriarch],[Holder of a Primordial’s

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

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

Blessing of the

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

of the Primal

massive title being the main culprit

free point had been dumped into perception. Everything 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 by a huge percentage increase, which ultimately meant Jake’s perception was more than 250 points

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 skills scaling

was an entire world out there to

little bit better too. He would still have to test it in actual combat, but since it required him to

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

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

of stamina in the middle of a fight would make any power-ups irrelevant after all. Before he entered meditation, he chugged a stamina potion, restoring

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

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

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

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 that was invisible to the eye was visible to his sphere at least,

fact that mana constructs were possible was only made more evident by the Spectral Hand and Spectral Weaponry skills. And if a skill could

make 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.

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

the colossal problem of 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 kept focusing on merely

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

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 bow from the ground in

practice than what he regenerated during meditation, allowing that pool to stay

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

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

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

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

he found what he had hoped for. A single

final stamina potion,

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

level 54

level 52 - Stat points allocated, +5

had gotten more than he should have. Jake didn’t know how

it. His Big Game Hunter skill gave a constant bonus to his agility and strength as he always fought higher-leveled enemies, helping him

beasts grew far less in strength per level than humans like him. Or maybe it was just a result of him having a variant class and profession, while

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