The Primal Hunter

It was an absolutely crazy thought. Poisoning space itself… no, poisoning reality. To target every single facet of reality and effectively create a vacuum of concepts between you and your destination.

That is also why the mist was used. The mist was from Blood of the Malefic Viper and thus contained Records of all poisons Jake had ever interacted with. With the Trial of Myriad Poisons, Jake had interacted with countless, and it wasn’t like he had slowed down much after that either, still eating everything slightly toxic in his path.

Jake began his science and tried to work on how one would supercharge the wings the way the Viper had done, but also found it a problem to control the mist and form a tunnel between himself and where he wanted to escape to. Did he need to make a cylinder of poison or something that isolated everything around it? No, that would take way too much power…

What about shooting a canon of poison in the direction and then diving after that? It could work, but space tended to reform too quickly, and if his opponent was actively trying to stop him, he would need an insane amount of poison mist to do that. The mist also kind of sucked, to begin with.

He then returned to the very important detail of the Viper turning green. Why had he done that? Some shield to protect himself from the poison?

A few theories popped up immediately, but none fit. Jake was deep in thought and tried a few things as his wings pulsed with power, sending mist out. Ultimately, he decided that he first needed to make some kind of poison able to corrode through reality. Saying it so casually was damn weird, but he was serious.

Passive mana tended to not be that strong as long as you targeted the right things. This was why Alchemical Flame was so damn good at breaking down objects, as it directly targeted the passive mana and the concepts keeping things whole.

So, Jake needed a poison that targeted passive mana that didn’t fight back. Maybe he could apply concepts from Alchemical Flame directly there…. yeah, that actually seemed doable. There were many plants and poisons potent at naturally corroding things. Acids found that went through stone that a C-grade could not even scratch like it was nothing, poison mist that would turn a block of metal an S-grade would dream of crafting a weapon from into swiss cheese. These existed everywhere, and Jake had consumed plenty.

But even if he made this, what about non-passive mana? Like where he was trapped right now? That kind of mana would fight him actively. Could he even make something that eroded the wall of Sandy’s stomach? He knew he probably could with Touch, but as mist?

Jake groaned in annoyance as he felt himself be mentally pinged by Sandy. He obliged and found himself outside once more, instantly noticing that the area had changed to rocky terrain and before him was a large C-grade bird of some kind.

“Go human! Use bow attack!” Sandy said with excitement as Jake pulled out his bow and added another C-grade to his list of slain foes before getting back in his pokeba- stomach.

He did have to admit that Sandy was damn good at analyzing his strength and picking opponents.

Back in the chamber, Jake felt more relaxed after a bit of killing, seeing the entire thing with new eyes. It was like having a good night’s sleep and then waking up to look at your project again. Jake considered different poisons he would need in the mist, and it quickly became clear he would need damn many concepts at once. No, he could not have all be active at once; he needed to make an adaptable mist that targeted everything at once but only actively targeted what it encountered.

And then he came back to that damn green color. Why the hell was the Viper glowing? Was it because… no… it made sense?

escape using the mist. He had not made a poison mist that eroded everything - he became the poison mist. Rather than dripping acid on the evil

mist wrapped around him in a supercharged state. That was why the Viper was glowing green; his entire body

realized this, he felt like something clicked in his mind. He instantly checked Path of

you wish to experience the Legacy

of feared that he would lose the skill with his C-grade

see Villy get embarrassed, have his ass handed to him, and be

the workshop appeared entirely undisturbed. Arnold was still working on his latest creation as

material itself also looked incredibly tough, and he doubted that

not have

him as he met the assistant to the machinist, as the human named Arnold had been

She was obviously aware of what was going on and knew that trying to keep

the inside. I thank you for allowing

her but also some relief. A good emotion to amplify as it could lead to other positive thoughts and feelings. Having the assistant possess a good view

was blessed by Void God Oras, something that even his Patron found utterly baffling as no D-grade human should be able to handle that. The

thing he discovered was that the man had no true loyalty to the Malefic’s Chosen. He simply worked for him and did some commissions. There appeared to be no true relationship there; it was purely transactional. The fact that he had stayed even after the City Lord left was further proof that Arnold simply did not view himself as part of the Malefic Chosen’s faction. So if he was offered good enough terms and his emotions swayed properly, there was no

assistant came in and said with another bow less than a minute

found nothing even as he scanned his surroundings. The moment he was in the workshop, he found himself overwhelmed by the sheer number of projects going on. It was astonishing one man could do so much at once, and the complexity

quickly after the integration. So this all served to overwhelm him more but also strengthened his desire to recruit the man. The Celestial Kingdom lacked people like him as no natives were technologically minded, and Ell’Hakan had a feeling this

He did not look like much, but

have thought the man was hostile, but

it was there. Ell’Hakan had a faint fear that the man somehow didn’t possess emotions at all, as that would partly explain his ability to have a Void God as his Patron. It turned out that even if he was peculiar, then he was still a human with emotions to bite onto and manipulate. To Ell’Hakan, the slightest thing was

incredibly impressed by your work, and I come with an offer,” Ell’Hakan said, knowing not to mince words with the man to avoid testing his patience. “I am aware your ties to Haven are shallow

to know it

that is the case, I can offer you something better. The backing of not just a single city but an entire world. A planet full of natural resources

to human desires like any other. But there was also a lot of distrust. Arnold seemed to

let me hire you for a while. Come and see my planet once I return, and if you refuse to work for me anymore, I swear I will help you gain passage to anywhere else,” Ell’Hakan said convincingly. He also took out a small star-shaped token and handed it

the very least consider the