The Primal Hunter

An annoying ringing sound reminiscent of his old alarm woke Jake up from his nap. With a start, he sat up only to groan in pain as his body still hurt like hell. He wondered what was going on as the alarm kept blaring in his head until he finally found the cause.

“Villy… are you cosplaying as an alarm clock?”

“I was going more for a phone alarm with the most annoying option selected, actually,” the god answered.

Jake was about to ask why the god was doing that, but he instantly realized the reason, and Villy also gladly reminded him.

“Let us just ignore the fact that you effectively just demoted your own Patron – a Primordial – to a damn alarm to remind you of your own damn scheduled system events,” Villy said in a half-joking, half-scolding way. “Not that I am surprised. In fact, I am beginning to see a pattern here. Do you just like hunting dangerous prey while under time pressure? Either way, you got ten minutes till it begins, so get going with all the stuff.”

“If it is worth anything, then you are the best alarm clock I have ever had,” Jake said with a smile as he stood up. He had been using the now rapidly decaying corpse of the Panther as a bed, and he was a little bit dirty. Not to mention how his armor was shredded and his body filled with holes that were still healing.

“It is not,” Villy said. “Now go on with what you have to do. We will talk more after the system event. If my guess is correct, this one will be like the others and not necessarily only concern Earth. Good luck with it all… and good fight, mate.”

Jake nodded in appreciation, a smile still on his lips. He hurt all over, but he felt elated. Killing a C-grade was not easy, and the Phantomshade Panther was not a weak C-grade either. Checking his notifications, he saw that while the beast had been C-grade, it was only barely. Also, the clone level had been right.

*You have slain [Phantomshade Panther – lvl 204]–Bonus experience earned for killing an enemy above your level*

*’DING!’ Class: [Avaricious Arcane Hunter] has reached level 165 - Stat points allocated, +10 Free Points*

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*’DING!’ Class: [Avaricious Arcane Hunter] has reached level 169 - Stat points allocated, +10 Free Points*

*’DING!’ Race: [Human (D)] has reached level 168 - Stat points allocated, +15 Free Points*

*’DING!’ Race: [Human (D)] has reached level 169 - Stat points allocated, +15 Free Points*

Jake had gained five levels from that one fight. Killing a level 199 didn’t even give him a full level anymore unless it was a particularly strong specimen, so seeing how much he got truly demonstrated the difference between D and C-grades.

Jake turned his attention to the beast in question and began using Alchemist’s Purification to remove the last of the remnant poison lingering behind. Once done, he checked for loot and found a C-grade Beastcore attuned to dark and space affinities and something even more interesting.

It was a black fang that hummed with intense energy. Jake frowned as he looked at it but quickly realized what type of item it was.

and Records that will allow any compatible beast that consumes it to grow far faster and gain magical skills and abilities related to dark and space magic. This fang is already partly digested, having only a bit of the original energy

far more potent version… perhaps one good enough to push a beast to

it up and put it in his inventory along with the corpse of the fallen beast. The pelt was not worth much, but he still wanted to take it with him and not leave it rotting on the ground. A C-grade corpse

the Primal Hunter active, Jake had managed to go above and beyond anything prior and had upgraded One Step Mile. With great excitement, he saw the

space, this skill allows the user to cross far longer distances with every step than otherwise. Note

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between the user and their foes shrinks with every footfall. By drawing on the concept of space, this skill allows the user to cross far longer distances with every step than otherwise. Note that there must be a path

word was gone. It had gone from “there must be a clear path” to “there must be a path,” which was so damn minuscule it barely counted. Was that

had upgraded along with the skill name. Jake wondered what was up with that as he quickly pinged the Viper,

Mile, or well, One Step, Thousand Miles as it is

the

but

Villy once more

upgrading. This one just got a bit better, and nothing else,” Jake shrugged, but he began to understand what the

power and influence, gained by far more individuals than you would expect. It is simple, elegant, and a core skill that has been around since… forever. It is a skill

bit like your “Of

originated from the system itself, as far as I know. It is not bound to any individual or any Path; it merely is. The skill is one that you can keep upgrading and using all the way to the pinnacle, going from simply stepping a bit through space for a few meters and, with a single step, appearing anywhere in existence you so

skill even more. Thinking about it, didn’t it fit him quite nicely? It was simple and easy to use and understand, just the way

the exposition on the deep lore of

this time. You got like five

the timer, and as it expired, the quest Jake

Updated: The Call of

all those who have managed to form keys to allow their entry. Anyone entering the Seat of the Exalted Prima can

yet. Should they unleash this danger and come out

during its opening hours. May fortune be with you, and may

Key of the Exalted Prima, enter the Seat of the Exalted Prima that has appeared on

inventory and used Identify on it once more. He had

of the Exalted Prima. Use the key to open a portal only a Prima Key Holder can use, leading to the Seat of

prompt but could choose to teleport there. Nothing said he

the death with an incredibly powerful opponent, Jake used the key. A portal opened up in front of him, and feeling no sense of danger, he stepped

to find out what all of that Prima stuff was all