The Primal Hunter

Jake stood back along with the three others as they allowed the Sword Saint to do his thing. More than seventy combatants remained, and despite being on opposing sides, they had teamed up to face this one swordsman. Nevertheless, the outcome was clear.

Rain fell from the sky, every droplet piercing into their barriers and shields. The swordsman himself fought them in a simplistic fashion as he moved swiftly between foes, never giving them any chance to surround him or catch him out in a vulnerable position.

Even when his sword swings didn’t manage to leave injuries, the piercing rain did. These tens of thousands of small piercing droplets fell every second, making them simply impossible to block. The water itself, even when blocked, also contained the concept of time, weighing and slowing down everyone the more soaked they got. Moreover, Jake knew this was only the first part of the old man’s mythical skill, an extremely powerful move for sure.

The only big downside was that to use this skill, the old man had to be fighting alone… not because it was a requirement, but because it would strike everything and everyone in the area indiscriminately.

When about sixty enemies remained, the Sword Saint used the next move. The rain began to slow down before stopping in mid-air while the old man floated backwards as he took a stance, pointing the blade toward the ground and grasping it with both hands as he knelt. With a slow movement, he began to move the blade upwards, the floating droplets doing the same.

“Rain of Time: Reversal.”

Instantly, he swung upwards, the raindrops following along. The ground below was torn up as every single droplet reversed in time and pierced toward the sky, as it looked like the old man had just swung a blade dozens of kilometers long and wide.

Every single person caught in it was cut up, many of them ripped apart altogether by the powerful strike. Only about twenty of the most powerful C-grades remained, all having used powerful defensive skills or hidden items to survive.

It was the same skill the old man had already shown off quite a number of times before. It had been the mythical skill he gained in D-grade that had downgraded to legendary when he evolved… a downgrade that had now been reversed. Because the old man had upgraded it back up to mythical once more, as the skill was no longer finished even after this move.

Rather than use the skill to restore a bit of the used resources, he activated a second part. Pointing his blade toward the clouds above made of pure water, he spoke once more.

“Rain of Time: Thousand Blades Descent.”

All of the rain that had fallen coalesced into blades far up in the sky as the Sword Saint swung down once more. Every single blade of water descended with his strike, and rather than simply flying straight down, they each aimed for the still-living combatants.

The poor twenty or so survivors tried to defend themselves but were unable to as each was already injured. Limbs were sent flying as every single one of them was cut apart, and many of the blades of water were colored red with blood as they continued down and pierced into the ground, penetrating the rocky ground for dozens of meters as the terrain itself began to look like swiss cheese. Definitely not a good sight for anyone with trypophobia.

Breathing heavily, the old man sheathed his sword before flying back toward the group, looking pretty damn tired. As he got closer, Jake couldn’t help but yell:

“Six hundred and thirty-seven!”

“What?” the Sword Saint responded as he soon reached them, looking quite confused.

“You said there were a thousand blades, but I only counted six hundred and thirty-seven,” Jake said as he shook his head in disappointment. “That’s just false advertising right there.”

“Really?” the old man responded with a tired sigh.

“I call it as I see it,” Jake shrugged and smirked.

“Don’t you have a skill called One Step, Thousand Miles? I’m positively confident I have yet to see you ever travel even a hundred miles in a single step using that skill, much less a thousand,” the Sword Saint shot back.

it’s a set upgrade path. You made that skill, so the name should at least be accurate. Also, all of my other skills do as advertised,” Jake said with confidence, as all of his arcane arrow skills

a lie, as I see no sage before me,” the Fallen King decided to team up with the old

Jake said, deciding to change the subject, considering he was getting mercilessly attacked from two directions at once. Looking at the Sword Saint, he asked what they were all thinking. “Anyway, did you get the

accepted

final fight with the Twinhead Ogre. He had been level 289

gotten over this breakpoint, but sadly for Jake, he was still a bit behind. Not to say he hadn’t also made some

reached level 285 - Stat points allocated,

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Hunter of Horizon’s Edge] has reached level 287 - Stat points allocated, +50 Free

reached level 274 - Stat points allocated,

floor, mind you. Getting three levels was good for sure, but he had gotten less than the others simply because this particular floor didn’t suit his Path that well. Jake wasn’t made for big wars or conflicts; he was instead far more specialized in hunting down powerful singular individuals. In truth, Jake’s Path also wasn’t super well-suited for group combat in general but was better

Emperors?” Dina asked as the Sword Saint went off to the side to focus on

bone spheres pretty quickly,” Jake answered with a smile as he stopped thinking sad thoughts about his own relative lack of levels. “At least, I guess that’s

“Ree?” Sylphie inquired.

they keep up this speed, collecting them all will take two weeks more at most,”

this location had once more been tasked to Jake as he was

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of the Twin Emperors and followed him to the meeting place of the two bosses. This meeting point was in the middle of nowhere, but when Jake used a Pulse, he understood. A massive magic circle was put there, hidden beneath the ground itself,

he had a Mark on them, he saw their Soulshapes

they left, Jake made sure to refresh his Hunter’s Mark on both. Partly to check how long the marks would last and to keep track of the two ogres. Well, Jake turned out to be pretty lucky, as his mark lasted more than an entire month, which coincidentally was also the time between the ogres meeting up. It was a bit annoying that he had to go re-mark them every month, but luckily,

started to make their move. They

had also just cleared out the final active battlefield, which meant it was time for the next

begin to set things up

was it again?”

Sylphie assisting us,” the old man

was a bit worse for wear after using his flashy and powerful mythical skill that Jake totally wasn’t

bit and went over their plans once more as the Sword Saint also shared a bit about the new skill he had unlocked. It was a defensive one that allowed him to shift his location in space back a second

shittier version of Eternal Shadow. Jake’s skill was definitely better there, especially considering the

Jake released a pulse to inspect the place, and as expected, he found over a hundred totem bone spheres sealed beneath the ground at different focus points of the magic circle. Using

Nevermore?” Jake asked the Sword Saint, wanting

as you expected, we should have at least two weeks left when they

preparations, not really,” Jake said after he was done looking at the ritual circle. “It’s fully complete already… has been

Saint frowned. “Do we still have time

grinned as he looked at the old man. “I will need

them went down toward the ritual circle that the Twinhead

The Fallen King also made sure he had all his weird golden spheres for recovery. In truth, he and Sylphie didn’t have many things to prepare, as they just made sure to be in absolute peak condition for when Twinhead

They spotted each other from afar and gave knowing looks before they began depositing the Totem Bone Spheres in their assigned spots. Getting everything in place only took about half an hour, a bit quicker than usual, as this time, they didn’t have to