The Primal Hunter

Chapter 155

The Malefic Viper exited the shattering realm, appearing in the void. A giant sphere that looked to be made of glass with a perennial inferno within was crumbling behind him. Vilastromoz had a relaxed smile as he savored the sensation of letting out a bit of power for the first time in forever.

The Brimstone Hegemon was viewed as a powerful god from a multiversal point of view… but powerful wasn’t enough to face the Primordial. So while he did feel some enjoyment… it wasn’t enough. Luckily, it looked like it didn’t have to be.

*clap* *clap* *clap*

Loud claps echoed out within a void that should be soundless as the clapping god made a mockery of the laws of reality.

“Wonderful display!”

Sitting in the middle of nowhere was a humanoid figure that one could easily mistake for a human at first glance.

“Yip of Yore,” the Viper said as he looked towards the figure. The person looked vaguely human, but his limbs were slightly too long, and his features were a little… off.

“For a Primordial to know my name… I am honored,” the smiling god said without a trace of mockery. “You know, I came here to kill you to look cool in front of all the other gods as the first-ever Primordial Slayer…”

He stated his intention to kill the Viper with an honest expression before laughing out loud. “But man, fuck that. I heard you didn’t do shit for like a 100 times longer than I have even existed and that you were just some old has-been.”

“Oh, but I am,” Vilastromoz said with a toothy grin.

“Yeah, sure. Shit, I should have believed Valdemar…” Yip said, shaking his head. “Anyway, wanna fight?”

The Malefic Viper’s smiled as it turned to a large grin. “You know, I heard a lot about the madman known as Yip of Yore. But I don’t believe in madness without a method… why come?”

“Honestly, I just wanted to see what the hype was all about. Lots of crazy shit from the old generation floating around about you,” Yip said, still grinning himself.

“Disappointed?”

“No, quite the opposite. You know people compared me to you just because I did a bit of cleanup of this annoying Pantheon after becoming a god. Said we were both madmen, so I guess you know what you are talking about. Wait, are we the only reasonable ones?”

“No,” the Viper said. “We’re not.”

With those words, the void tore, but it wasn’t the Viper that made his move. Yip of Yore appeared before the Malefic Viper and threw a straight. A simple punch that even the most amateur boxer knew.

The Viper leaned slightly to the side, dodging the blow.

The void behind him parted in a crescent wave as the already crumbling sphere behind him exploded into minuscule fragments.

It was a simple attack, but one powerful enough to make space itself tremble. To part the void was an ability only allowed by the most powerful of gods. For most, merely being able to exist within it was enough.

These two gods, however, weren’t most.

Another punch was thrown, the Viper once more dodging as he smiled casually. Then a third punch and a fourth, all easily dodged or deflected. For two gods to fight like that was quite frankly ridiculous.

Their movements slow enough for even mortals to follow, their attacks unadorned and straightforward. Yet each hit brought with it destruction. The void around them was slowly torn apart before quickly regenerating itself.

of Yore teleported away only a

“Lost again…” he murmured.

warped and bent. The realm of the Brimstone Hegemon that Yip of Yore had

carries no causality or shapes reality unless you wish for it to… making all your antics

story?” Yip of Yore smiled in return. “I just seek to create

need to be grounded in reality?” the Primordial smiled. “So let’s add some

smiling Yip suddenly stiffened as the entire right side of his body turned black and began rotting. It only continued for a few seconds before the god appeared to shimmer and returned to his

a pleasure to meet you,”

next battle be a bit

“If you think your Chosen can take down mine… you’re free to try. In fact, I

Primordial disappeared from the void, with Yip

that had lived for more than 80 eras eradicated, and in but a few generations, his name forever forgotten,

deep breath as he enjoyed the pleasant smell of a newly made batch of mana potions. It was a bit weird how the potions themselves didn’t taste of

as his newest creation

of the Malefic Viper] has reached level 71 - Stat points allocated, +5 free

Race: [Human (E)] has reached level 80 - Stat points allocated, +5 free

more for the big upgrade, he reminded himself. Nine more levels and he could pick a skill to either gain a buttload of willpower or strength, along with all the other powerful effects with the associated

It was only able to recover as quickly as it had because of his potions, but he didn’t blame the thing. They had only gotten in a single hunting-session after returning, so he also felt a bit

killing a few weaker Flare Crows and Cloud Elementals. Not enough to net either him or the hawk any levels, but he felt like he was close. Another quick hunt, and

cloud platform, Hawkie in tow. Recently the bird barely commented on his flying skills, making him

pretty good for a human that didn’t have any wings less than two weeks ago. Not that he had anyone to compare himself to, he

middle of a fight with a bird nearly the size of itself. Which is to say,

Roc -

enemy a single level lower than the roc.

Elemental – lvl

further inward than they usually did. Not by far, but over their days of hunting, they had begun moving further and further in, today just marking another new record. It was natural, as the levels and the density

the giant tree in the middle, it was hard to find any below 60. The frequency of those above 90, of course, being far higher also. You could

powerful cloud elementals came the equally as powerful predators that preyed upon them. Despite the variety of birds not being the greatest, this

maybe they were just incredibly scarce. He didn’t know, and quite frankly, the

breaking apart the Cloud Elemental little by little. But from the blasts of pure electricity it released, he would say it was pretty powerful for its level. He said, being only level 80 himself, yet not

he said

the upgrade to ancient-rarity, his blood was damn close to being - if not already - his most potent poison. He hadn’t progressed at all in his concocting skills since the tutorial ended, as

he got an opportune time. Aka, later

His entire body and bow were filling with energy. Hawkie waited at his side patiently as it

and his bow to the limit, he activated Limit Break to 10% straight away to get a bit of extra power. It gave

moment. Partly because of the distance between them and partly because they were engaged in combat. Well,

target - noticed the approaching attack far too late to react. The arrow pierced its stomach and didn’t stop there as it flew straight through. Feathers and blood were flying

it had to quickly try and adjust before the next arrow. One Jake was already channeling. Lightning crackled across its body as runes lit up on some of its feathers. Its speed immediately spiked as it disengaged from the Cloud

it was hard to dodge even in the roc’s accelerated

move its wing in front of it, which resulted in it being pierced and more blood and feathers sent flying. Its only advantage was its massive size that made the damage appear to be far less. A barrel-sized hole looked like a normal

causing destruction. In its haste to avoid the second arrow, it hadn’t noticed and failed to counteract it right away. Not that Jake had

more making it freeze up right before it hit. The effect diminished significantly with consecutive uses,

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