The Primal Hunter

Chapter 790

Two beings appeared in the living room the six gods were sitting and relaxing in, the atmosphere instantly changing with their entrance. Unsurprising, considering both of them were Primordials that one rarely saw in a room together.

“What a joyous occasion. When was it we gathered like this?” the winged woman asked with a smile on her lips as she regarded all her fellow gods.

“Your rhetorical pleasantries are as nauseating as ever,” a ghostly pale elven man responded. “What are the chances of you deciding to visit Nevermore at the exact same moment I did?”

“Considerably high, considering I decided to arrive here today due to finding out you were going,” the winged god chuckled as she turned to the dragonkin in the room. “It is good to see you again, old friend. Thanks for allowing my entrance and bending your rules.”

Waving his hand, the Wyrmgod dismissed the Holy Mother. “I would be accused of choosing sides if I only allowed one of you in, which is why I waited to bring you both together.”

Inmortau, the Blightfather, sighed at this statement as he turned to the Viper and Valdemar. “Skipping the pleasantries, I wonder why the two of you are here together. Were you not supposed to be in an open conflict right now?”

“Is that how you’re gonna greet an old friend?” Vilastromoz smiled at the first Risen.

“Please, I know it has been a while, but don’t tell me you have lost your curt attitude.” the Blightfather said, shaking his head.

“Oh, I’ve totally turned into a softie,” the Viper shrugged. “And yeah, me and Valdemar are in a huge conflict for sure. I even think he wants to fight me or something.”

“A fight you will give me,” Valdemar huffed as he looked at one of the livestreams displayed in the room, not overly interested in the ongoing conversation.

“In due time, in due time,” the Viper waved him off as he returned his attention to the Blightfather. “Also, should you really be spreading miasma when you yourself live in a garden? Last time I checked, the Risen are still at war with the Holy Church with more ongoing battlefields than I bother to figure out the exact number of.”

“Bah, an endless conflict by design,” Inmortau said unbothered. “A way to cull the weak and nurture the strong while occasionally proving slightly entertaining when divine beings get involved.”

“What a crude way to put it,” the Holy Mother shook her head disapprovingly. “Conflict is sadly just a necessity for growth and a great way to motivate and give meaning to many. A necessary evil, if you may.”

Vilastromoz just chuckled at their conversation. The war between the Risen and the Holy Church truly was an endless war by design. As the two gods said, it was a way to make a constant training ground in the form of a battlefield. It was to the level where the battles were curated into grades and even tiers within some grades. Billions would join them, with sometimes only thousands leaving, but those who survived would be beings who had a chance to reach for true power.

very different from the war between the Endless Empire and the Automata Legion. That war was one where both sides genuinely wanted to wipe out the other and where the battlefields could easily have powerful beings sweep in and kill millions on a bad day. There was still

than it is,” Valdemar scoffed at the Blightfather

even enter negotiations and temporary truces. Your alliance with Yip of Yore, on the other hand, is one made with the express purpose of him slaying the Malefic Viper,” Inmortau said as he looked at the Viper

planning something,” the Holy Mother said in a calm tone. “So let us just wait and see the result. Show some

began but stopped himself. “I will assume you know what

he turned to the Holy Mother. “Now, I do wonder why

allowed to reunite with old friends?” she smiled. “You have been back for a while, and we simply never had the chance to meet like this. Seeing as Valdemar was already here and Inmortau was making his way over, I decided to join them for a

the best answer I’ll get,” the Viper just muttered as he turned his attention toward Jake’s livestream that he was the only one that

for one, am flattered you wanted to come all this way to see me,” Minaga said in a cheerful tone as he gave the Holy Mother a thumbs up. “When was

thousand years ago,

her off. “In my defense, the design of that dungeon was super interesting, and I did it purely for research purposes, which should give me

caught?” the winged god said with a

wasn’t me then, or if it was me, it was another me that isn’t the me right here,” Minaga said with a confident nod. “But no

entire multiverse, she knew the futility of trying to deal with Minaga. There was

even if a fight broke out, neither party would even get anything out of

true body was somewhere deep within Nevermore, hidden away with his power used to control the

consent; if you see it

Gudrun that he began to use these quasi-avatars, which were pretty much just homunculi, that he infused his power into and could control for a limited time. This limited time still tended to be around a century as long as the quasi-avatar didn’t fight, but compared

why Gudrun had insisted that even the potentially strongest god in the multiverse had to use an avatar when going to a place like Nevermore was due to pure safety. In fact, gods, in general, rarely left their divine realms. Some extremely

Valdemar would find himself on the losing end if he decided to fight someone like the Wyrmgod while within his domain. The territorial advantage was simply too significant to be overcome, which was why Gudrun had been so insistent on him using this quasi-avatar. Even if all of the gods had been there in their real bodies and worked together, they still wouldn’t stand a chance against the Wyrmgod, though they potentially could have escaped. Well, everyone could have besides the one god there that truly

Inmortau asked as he clearly looked at Artemis, who was sitting beside Nature’s Attendant, clearly nervous. Again, couldn’t blame her.

tone. “Besides, I question why you even need to ask. Why are you here

Blightfather asked with a raised eyebrow, the look on their faces serving as confirmation. “I will admit he is a curiosity. Both the Endless Empire and Automata Legion are pretty up in arms about his appearance, and I do see why. Origin manipulation to such a degree is not something we’ve

let us simply enjoy our shared curiosity, shall we

to himself. It was kind of comforting to see that despite so much time passing, nothing much had changed. His fellow Primordials were still the same as they were so

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