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

[Bloodline Patriarch],[Holder of a Primordial’s True Blessing], [Dungeoneer

[Basic Twin Fang Style (Uncommon)], [Basic Shadow Vault of Umbra (Uncommon)], [Splitting

[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

Blessing of the Malefic Viper

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

of the Primal

experienced tremendous growth across the line, the massive title being the main culprit behind it. Jake’s still massively growing perception was even more

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

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

world out there to explore and that this tutorial would only be a minor point in his life. If

He would still have to test

the ever-looming danger of the Great White Stag appearing in the middle

before this power-up, Jake felt

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, he chugged a stamina potion, restoring

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

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

how fast it grew in area. It had stopped at a bit less than 30 meters in all

eye. It was still faint, but at least he now knew it was there and could even ‘see’ it. His

times before, he started making strings. The fact that mana constructs were possible was only made more evident by the

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

to do. To 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 robust. They always felt fleeting, like a strong

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

all he would get was to make it longer. Instead, he needed

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

filling the resource pool entirely. His mana consumption was far lower during his practice

on the white stag. He felt more confident now, but it

took down stag after stag. They weren’t even

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

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

hoped for. A single white stag and three white does standing around

see if any more would come. He drank one final stamina

after he had killed close to a hundred enemies in less

level 54 - Stat points allocated,

52 - Stat points allocated,

bit less than he had expected. Though, with 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

as he always

in strength per level than humans like him. Or maybe it was just a result of him having a variant class

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