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.

only a few meters,

“Lost again…” he murmured.

Hegemon that Yip of Yore had annihilated was now only a shattered sphere once

wonder, time, fate and karma interlinking to create a scenario that carries no causality or shapes reality unless you wish for it to… making all your antics those of ‘Yore,’” the Malefic Viper said with

but a great story?” Yip of Yore smiled in return. “I just seek to create the greatest

but does a great story not need to be grounded in reality?” the Primordial smiled. “So

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 of a handprint remaining on

a pleasure to meet

“May our next battle be a bit more interesting...

anyway. “If you think your Chosen can take down mine… you’re free to try. In fact, I am quite sure he would enjoy it

from the void,

endless void. A figure that had lived for more than 80 eras eradicated, and in but a few generations, his name

newly made batch of mana potions. It was a bit weird how the potions themselves didn’t taste of anything, and yet the vapor released from

better as his newest creation also earned him yet another

[Prodigious Alchemist of the Malefic Viper] has reached level 71

(E)] has reached level 80 - Stat

or strength, along with all the other powerful effects

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

rather boring one that was just 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,

barely commented on his flying skills, making him feel quite good about himself… he thought as he got another gust of wind in his side, adjusting him a

the birds, but 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 just had

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

Roc -

a single level lower than the roc. Cowardly

Elemental –

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.

area, they could spawn as low as level 25, while here in the halfway point to 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 still find ones above level 90

that preyed upon them. Despite the variety of birds not

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

Elemental little by little. But from the blasts of pure electricity it released, he would say it was

the bird; you handle the elemental,” he said to Hawkie,

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 had only

an opportune time. Aka, later when he was not preparing to shoot down the Lightning Roc before

the string as the stamina and mana moved according to Infused Powershot. His entire body and bow were

limit, he activated Limit Break to 10% straight away to get a bit of extra power.

distance between them and partly because they were engaged in combat.

too late to react. The arrow pierced its stomach and didn’t stop there as it flew straight through. Feathers and

Jake was already channeling. Lightning crackled across its body as runes lit

was hard to dodge even in the roc’s accelerated state. It tried to avoid the arrow but was affected by

feathers sent flying. Its only advantage was its massive size that made the damage

to avoid the second arrow, it hadn’t noticed and failed to counteract it right

attacked again with another arrow, once more making it freeze up right before it hit. The effect diminished significantly with consecutive uses, but it got the job done

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