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.

sweep in and kill millions on a bad day. There was still some structure, but as there was no planning between the two genuinely

it sound like more than it is,” Valdemar scoffed at the Blightfather and the Holy Mother. “Also, your little skirmish cannot be called a

is well-known she and I never clash directly and sometimes 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

Holy Mother said in a calm tone. “So let

Blightfather began but stopped

Holy Mother. “Now, I do wonder why you

chance to meet like this. Seeing as Valdemar was already here and

turned his attention toward Jake’s livestream that he was the only

way to see me,” Minaga said in a cheerful tone as he gave the Holy Mother a thumbs

ago, when you

happy memories,” Minaga cut her off. “In my defense, the design of that dungeon was super interesting, and I did

compensation when caught?” the winged god said with a raised

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

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

antagonize one another too much, as it tended to be futile. In most cases, even if a fight broke out, neither party would even get anything out

had shown up in their real bodies, not even the Wyrmgod. His true body was somewhere deep within Nevermore, hidden away with his power used to control the massive World Wonder. Alright, one could argue Minaga was truly there, as his body was technically real, but the rest were avatars. Of

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god never properly managed to master the art of making avatars but usually just showed up everywhere with his real body. It was only after he met 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 to the real thing, it was

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 powerful gods did go around places with their real bodies unbothered, but they never used them to enter godly territories, much less the

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 felt out of place - something the Blightfather absolutely had to

great this reunion is… why is she here?” Inmortau asked as he clearly looked at Artemis, who was sitting beside Nature’s Attendant, clearly nervous.

same as you,” Nature’s Attendant answered in a soft tone. “Besides, I question why you even need to ask. Why are you here anyway? Because we came here to observe the happenings inside of

here for the Chosen of the Malefic Viper?” the 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

you understand, then let us simply enjoy our shared curiosity, shall we not?” Nature’s Attendant asked, the

himself. It was kind of comforting to see that despite so much

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