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.

teleported away only a few meters, sitting

“Lost again…” he murmured.

The realm of the Brimstone Hegemon that Yip of Yore had annihilated was now only a shattered

reality unless

is life but a great story?” Yip of Yore smiled in return. “I just seek to

not need to be grounded in reality?” the

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 undamaged form once more… but with what looked like a dark green scar

was a pleasure to meet

next battle

mine… you’re free to try. In fact, I am quite sure he would enjoy

Primordial disappeared from the void, with Yip leaving

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

as he enjoyed the pleasant smell of a newly made batch of mana potions. It was a bit weird

got better as his

reached level 71 - Stat points allocated, +5

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

gain a buttload of willpower or strength, along with all the other powerful effects with the associated skill. Sadly, Hawkie was too impatient to allow him

bird chirped at him to get moving already. 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 restless

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 he should reach 90 and gain a new skill. One he was quite excited for as he hoped it would

off their small cloud platform, Hawkie in tow. Recently the bird barely commented on his flying skills, making him feel quite good about himself… he

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

bird nearly the size of itself. Which is to say, a big-ass bird. It looked a lot like a smaller version of the D-grade Thunder Roc, and using Identify confirmed that they were likely

Roc -

single level lower than

–

had begun moving further and further in, today just marking another new

Elementals. In the outer area, they could spawn as low as level 25, while here in the halfway point to the giant tree in the

predators that preyed upon them. Despite the variety of birds not being the greatest, this was still the first

big tree in the middle specifically. Or 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

the bird; you handle the elemental,” he said to Hawkie, getting a blink of approval in

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

shore up once he got an opportune time. Aka, later when he was

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

10% straight away to get a bit of extra power. It gave him another second of channel time before he was forced to

because of the distance between them and partly because

roc – and the arrow’s 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 everywhere as 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 Elemental and flew out into

channeled to a point where it was hard to dodge even in the roc’s accelerated state. It tried to avoid the arrow but was affected by Gaze of

being pierced and more blood and feathers sent flying. Its only advantage was its massive size that made the damage appear

avoid the second arrow, it hadn’t noticed and failed to counteract it right away. Not that Jake had any intentions of letting

hit. The effect diminished significantly with consecutive uses,

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