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

of a Primordial’s True Blessing], [Dungeoneer II], [Dungeon Pioneer II],

[Basic Shadow Vault of Umbra (Uncommon)], [Splitting Arrow (Uncommon)] [Big

(Common)], [Brew Potion (Common)], [Concoct Poison (Common)], [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 Malefic Viper (Blessing

of the Myriad Races (Unique)], [Identify

of the Primal Hunter

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

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

so far, he hadn’t 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

out there to explore and that this tutorial would only be a minor point in

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 he could

wasn’t ideal for it either. The deer constantly moved around and the ever-looming danger of the Great White Stag appearing in the middle of a practice session, quite

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

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

Where exactly all the energy was stored, he still didn’t know. But

advantage of the fact his Sphere continued to function during meditation, Jake wasn’t wholly paralyzed from doing anything

had no idea exactly 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

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, likely due to

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

things. Ropes were just strings woven together, but if he wove enough together and focused on keeping

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

in physical contact with the mana. So far, he didn’t see any solution to

pushed in more mana, all he would get was to

slow 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 bow from the ground in the Badger’s Den was

yet another stamina potion, nearly filling 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

He felt more confident now, but it was still

only easier than before as he took down stag after stag. They weren’t even a real

Great White Stag had no way to keep up or pin him down. Every time the

with an eighth in the middle – the largest one. After

he went towards the middle pond. There he found what he had hoped for. A single white

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

a few levels were gained after he had killed close to a hundred enemies in less than a day, which was clearly reflected on his

reached level 54 - Stat

reached level 52 - Stat points

more than he should have. Jake didn’t know how he measured up to equally leveled people, but he sure did

it. His Big 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 that,

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

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