The Primal Hunter

Chapter 302

This time, Jake actually did as he intended when he called it a speedrun. An hour after leaving the tower, he was already within another, with a new Mark of Blood in hand. Well, in his Hunter Insignia. Whatever.

He stormed up the tower, noticing many others already within it. There didn’t seem to be a singular faction that dominated, but just many smaller forces and parties, which was perfect. This was one of the towers still not consumed by mist, and it would contain a Count from the looks of it.

When he made it to the upper floors, he saw a great number of people grouped up before the gate. There were around thirty in total, and Jake saw that their levels ranged from 109 to 116. There were two people Jake couldn’t Identify without squinting a bit and penetrating whatever they used to hide their levels. Needless to say, their puny skills were nothing before the might of the mega-perception build.

Jake’s appearance wasn’t exactly unknown at this point, and everyone turned to him when he appeared.

Being a recognizable figure, a few people backed away, while others seemed to take up semi-defensive positions. It was a bit useless as neither of those would help anything if Jake had come to rob people. Luckily for them, he hadn’t, but that didn’t mean he was just going to leave them be.

”I’m here for the Count. Leave.”

To his surprise, more than half of the people there just looked at him for a brief moment before leaving without any arguing. A good bit of people did stay, though. It was the ones at higher levels. Fourteen people remained; all of them were above 112.

”Lord Thayne, do you have a Stake?” a man from the group of fourteen asked him. ”If not, we can offer one and work together on taking down this Count. You can have the key; we just wish to split the rest of the loot.”

”No thanks, just leave,” Jake said as he walked closer to the gate.

”Would it not be better if-”

”No. Leave.”

The man looked at Jake with an open mouth, clearly not entirely sure what to say. A party of five among the fourteen people behind him exchanged looks before they left. Half of the remaining eight beside the leader seemed to take this as their cue to bail, leaving only four behind him – probably his party members.

Jake threw him one final glance before he just summoned the Mark of Blood and the gate began to open. The man saw him do this, his eyes wide as he yelled for his party to run. While retreating, Jake heard him mutter something about Jake being an ”unreasonable asshole.”

He wasn’t really going to disagree on that one. But it only made sense. It was foolish to expect a hunter to be nice when you come between him and his prey.

As the door opened, Jake spun a web of arcane strings that he attached to each side of the gate, keeping it at the ready for when the time was right. It was ready just in time for the gate to fully open and a relatively small form appeared from the silver coffin with long tendril-like hairs expending from all over his body.

”Who are you? How dare mere livestock awaken this Count? I-”

*BOOM!*

”You’ll die,” Jake answered as Limit Break activated at 20%, his presence blanketing the entire chamber, blades, and arrows, poisoned, as he went forth, holding nothing back.

What followed was a lot of explosions, a vampire with oddly stretchable limbs and the ability to grow out hair that tried to grasp him and consume his blood – that one turned out well for Jake as the Count got a good slurp of Jake’s poisoned blood. In not that long, the Count was already on its last legs.

gate slammed shut in the face of the fleeing vampire. The

the gate as he began channeling Touch of the Malefic Viper. The Count tried to pierce his

vampire became more and more squishy from the Touch. The long hair tried to penetrate his body over and over again, but Jake either shrugged it off or avoided being hit in any vital

the entire head popped like a

–

Hunter] has reached level 135 - Stat points allocated, +10

Second Count down.

as the heart, and instead of a sword, this Count dropped a dagger. The dagger and key were all items he already knew

only interesting drop was the heart - another beautiful red

The heart of a severely starved Hilsic Vampire. This type of vampire is a rare variant with high agility and controllable hair that is more durable than most metals. The rarity has been

many different vampires there were, though. It was pretty neat. He did wonder why the Viscounts didn’t drop any hearts, though. Was it because they weren’t rare enough variants? Or just system-fuckery? Either way, now

ones prior. He had no idea what he would use two damn altars and coffins for,

everything done, he began another important job… stealing the gates. Now that wasn’t very speedrun of him,

was for sure. It did look a bit funny with the gate completely gone, faint marks as if

another Count. He summoned his wings and leaped up as he took flight, feeling like going by air this time around. He went over the battle again in

everyone else,” the man complained

probably already dead?” another one chimed in, sounding

seal still not reactivated?” the first guy said, turning to someone in the

is probably still alive somehow,” the one with the compass answered with a shrug. “I guess the vampire is taking its time getting a

fucker dies and doesn’t leave like

the Count would be dead already. It’s

it, and we can capitalize?” the second guy came in

one before, but let’s not risk things

the direction of the Count’s chambers. They saw the black wings and for a moment thought it was the vampire, but soon realized

What’s more important was that they

had stayed behind looked at each other in disbelief before they all took off towards the Count’s chamber. When they got there, they were absolutely dumbstruck. The entire chamber

did he

they saw it gone. They had all encountered that black metal and knew exactly how tough it was. None of them could even leave a noticeable mark on it. And yet Lord Haven had blown it off during

“He… is he human?”

think I’m gonna

he heard us? What if he holds

“What a monster…”

was certain… none of them dared shit-talk him ever again. In fact, they would prefer to never even meet him or get his

Ever.

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