The Primal Hunter

Chapter 763

Jake walked with steady steps out of the large arena, which was quite frankly a mess by now. Gudrun’s formation had screwed it up a lot, and Jake’s subsequent barrage of exploding arcane arrows certainly hadn’t helped. Javelins were also lying haphazardly everywhere, and he did not envy whatever clean-up crew was in charge of putting the arena back to how it was.

As he walked out, the announcer naturally also did his thing.

“We have a winner! No, not just a winner, but a new Champion! What are the true limits of the Doombringer? Despite all of the Valkyrie’s preparations and plans, she could not have predicted the Doombringer would bring out a bow and wield it with such overwhelming power!”

Jake still found the commentary horrible, even after he at least wasn’t called the Purple Doom Poker or whatever bloody name the announcer decided on.

When it came to Gudrun’s body, two people from the Colosseum had already walked out to retrieve it. Jake had given her a final look before he walked down toward the small tunnel leading down to the training area once again. While Jake was not that damaged, he still wasn’t in the greatest of shapes, and not just because of what Gudrun had done to him.

Jake was, for all intents and purposes, too powerful for his own body. The power of his arcane energies was more than he could handle, even if he controlled it as best he could. This was one of the downsides of training his archery with his C-grade body in mind. With Arcane Supremacy, he was confident in handling it when he infused his body with a rush of arcane energy with every shot, but without it, he would leave minor damage every time.

Didn’t help that Gudrun had fried him with that weird golden lightning a few times, either. She had definitely been a worthy fight before one would get promoted to the “final” rank of the Colosseum. If one had any major flaws, it would be game over. Without having his archery, Jake would have likely lost, as he honestly still wasn’t sure how he would have overcome that sand mound with only his katars.

Of course, he would only lose a life and could try the fight again, this time knowing what she had in mind. At least, he assumed that is how it worked. He didn’t fully know, as he hadn’t died yet, after all.

“Go rest, Champion Doombringer. Walk away today, a victor of the Arena of Mortals. A fighter who has reached the apex. Of course, should you return to climb the Gauntlet of the Grand Champion, we would all be more than pleased!”

And there it was.

Jake had kind of beaten the Colosseum of Mortals now, but there was still one final optional challenge to go. Opening the system message he had just gotten confirmed he had indeed completed it.

Congratulations! You are now a Champion of the Colosseum of Mortals, standing with the other Champions as a titan at the apex.

The main objective of the Challenge Dungeon has now been completed. You are free to leave the Colosseum of Mortals for a final evaluation unless you want to attempt the bonus objective. Nevermore Attendee shall get a bonus for every unspent life remaining. This bonus will be forfeited should the Nevermore Atendee attempt the bonus objective.

So, are you truly satisfied to be one of eight Champions? Or do you wish to truly prove yourself the true apex of the Colosseum? To stand where barely anyone else has ever stood?

To become the Grand Champion.

As a Champion, you are allowed to challenge other Champions. Be warned that should you challenge any Champions, you are required to challenge all of them, and there can, at maximum, be one month between each challenge issued.

For becoming the Champion without losing a single time or losing any lives, you are rewarded an extra 500,000 Colosseum Points. Final rewards upon Challenge Dungeon completion have increased.

Bonus objective gained: Defeat the other Champions to become the Grand Champion.

Current rank: Champion (0/7)

Colosseum Points: 1,883,010

Lives remaining: 10

things that sprung to mind, though. One was naturally his massive amount of Colosseum Points. Getting half a million points for becoming a Champion was already massive, but the points he had gotten during the Paragon rank were nothing

one rewarding a whopping 60,000. The Show Matches had kept giving 30,000 for every victory throughout the Paragon rank, but this still meant Jake had gained 375,000 and 300,000 points, respectively,

came to spending points, he had used a bit over a thousand, pretty much all of it

First of all, there were no mentions of Show Matches anywhere, making him wonder if those were unavailable now, and secondly, there was nothing about only being able

revealed to him there were seven other Champions besides himself. So, seven more

did wonder if there was more after Grand Champion or if the Challenge Dungeon would just end. Alas, he still had those seven to beat before he had a chance to find out, and as he was way too curious about who exactly he would be fighting,

pretty much a foregone conclusion he would give it a shot. Sure, he would apparently lose some bonuses if he lost any lives, but Jake didn’t

for Jake at his usual spot, standing with his arms

the newest Champion of the Colosseum of Mortals,” the Battlemaster said with a genuine smile. “I will admit I was a little surprised when you pulled out that bow of yours. Gudrun sure was,

a clone of myself made up entirely of energy from an ancient curse stolen from a forgotten land of vampires, the clone itself being based on a simulation

are in order.

Usually, the guy had some information the

completed it,” the Battlemaster answered. “But don’t think about that too much quite yet. You don’t even know who you’ll have to fight yet if

at least one final boss of sorts if he became a Grand Champion. “So…

like the Champions aren’t famous, to begin with. It’s honestly weird you don’t already know,” the Battlemaster said as he nevertheless produced a

fully agreed it was incredibly stupid that he somehow couldn’t figure out who the Champions were. It was only due to pure dungeon-fuckery, and before getting promoted, he only knew of Owen’s

the Battlemaster, Jake quickly skimmed over the titles of the seven

· Lightning Monarch

· Warmaster

· Phoenix Queen

of

· Archmage

· Mistress of Shadows

· Necromancer

with the Lord of the Hunt, because who the hell was that asshole to take a title Jake actually liked? His initial assessment was that this was some kind of archer like him, but he would naturally do some research to figure out if that was the case. Anyway, moving

Monarch was Owen’s dad, Jake was pretty sure.

probably some kind

was interesting. Maybe a beastkin of some kind?

full of mystery, and after much deliberation, Jake guessed it was

a familiar aura from her back then, but he would have

name, but it did kind of excite him. He had never really fought a necromancer, had he? How would a level 0 necromancer even

the Battlemaster. “I

the name – and against any of the mages, she will have a clear advantage. However, against any of the warriors or the hunter, she will find herself struggling. And before you ask, the reason the rogue doesn’t just kill the mages and stop is that if one begins the challenge to become Grand Champion, they are required to challenge allof the other champions, with at most a month between each challenge,” the Battlemaster

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