The Primal Hunter

Chapter 897

Chapter 897: Planting Seeds & Sandy's Return

Within the largest tree of the multiverse, Artemis, Nature’s Attendant and the avatar of Yggdrasil, remained even after Dina had been teleported away.

The Primordial seemed to be in thought for a moment before turning to Artemis. “Either you have made significant progress in a very short amount of time, or the aura of the Viper’s Chosen has even affected you despite the briefness of your encounter.”

Artemis didn’t even hesitate to agree. “Undoubtedly, albeit the effect is nothing compared to what Nature Attendant’s granddaughter experienced.”

“Even so, this proves it even works on gods,” Yggdrasil continued. “Tell me, were you aware of the change taking place?”

“No,” Artemis shook her head. “Only after I deeply inspected myself did I notice anything.”

“I see,” Yggdrasil nodded. “Any changes to your divine realm?”

“None,” Artemis once more shook her head. “I do not think there are any tangible changes in any form. It’s more like a shift in perspective. It’s not that much different to how when I feel the aura of the Mother Tree, the auras of others just seem insignificant in comparison, even if they are more powerful than myself.”

“Are you saying my aura is insignificant compared to the Viper’s Chosen?” Yggdrasil asked in an amused, almost joking tone.

“That is…” Artemis said, taking the question entirely serious. “In some aspects, yes. There is a sense of… superiority within his aura. One that naturally has to exist above any other, suppressing others not out of any desire or choice, but simply because it’s expressing the rightful way of the world.”

“His aura matched that of Valdemar’s in pure quality,” Nature’s Attendant chimed in as he frowned a bit. “No… saying it matched Valdemar’s isn’t entirely accurate. It simply clashed with Valdemar’s, not allowing it to gain any dominion where not allowed.”

“And that which was not allowed to be imposed upon included Artemis,” Yggdrasil said with a smile. “I am beginning to understand your interest in him.”

“Does that mean-“

“You have my permission, but wait,” the Primordial interrupted Artemis. “Wait till he matures. Grows into something more sustainable than he is now. While attention is good, even the most rigorous of plants will wither if given too much.”

“If he perishes, his Bloodline will disappear with him,” Nature’s Attendant added in a serious tone.

Yggdrasil just smiled. “If that happens, perhaps it’s simply nature correcting itself. That, or he will be able to overcome even the natural balance. Either way… I look forward to seeing what he grows into. Ah, but feel free to continue planting the seeds for a budding future; it would be a shame for someone else to reap what we failed to sow.”

With these words, the avatar Yggdrasil faded away, leaving Artemis and Nature’s Attendant behind as the two of them didn’t wait before they left the Mother Tree, both with quite some food for thought.

In the multiverse, countless Paths existed. The vast majority did have significant overlap, though, falling into either the camp of crafting or fighting. Extrapolated a bit to include monsters, this meant either being in charge of creating and rearing the next generation, leading their kin, or fighting. In fact, of all Paths in the multiverse, one thing was a near-constant:

Fighting and killing.

Even those who focused on creation tended to leave a mountain of corpses in their wake. It was simply how the multiverse worked. To battle was the most simplistic form of displaying superiority over others. No matter how good of a crafter you were, what did it matter if others could simply rob you of your creations or kill you outright?

Yet, some Paths did exist that didn’t revolve around fighting. Jacob was one example of this. He was purely in the “creation” department. He helped guide people to improve their Paths and was a leader and spiritual guide of sorts. One could almost say he was a crafter of other people.

nothing to do with either creation or even fighting. Those who didn’t particularly fit into any box, but were so specialized in one

was the giant worm that had just fallen on Jake’s lawn, ripping up the soil and making a real mess of things. Sandy had a Path that didn’t require them to craft anything nor to ever fight. Sandy was specialized

Eating.

stuff that belonged to those who specialized in

Sandy being an utterly lopsided existence that, quite frankly, was borderline useless in battle. All the big worm could do was ram people or try and eat them, and based on

abilities had gone into the art of escape and durability. While this kind of Path was rarely one that worked out well in the multiverse due to the lack of self-defense… well, Sandy seemed to be doing pretty well for themselves when Jake used a quick Identify as

Cosmic Genesis Worm –

why is it even called a high elf? Did she even get taller? Oh, wait, I ate this thing called a Highmountain-something, and that one

for a moment before muttering. “I… don’t know exactly why we’re called high elves… but it’s probably to signify

“Anyway! Jake! I heard you’re back, and you

content: if you find this

happy to see Sandy again. The big worm was always interesting to be around, even if it did

only one who’s starving?” Sandy said as Jake felt the expectant attention of the

not sure if Jake has anything you find appealing, I hope my offering can at least help please the Chosen of the

as a bunch of lockboxes

by the top brass should I encounter the Chosen of the Lord Protector,” she quickly clarified with a telepathic message as she

have my dietitian take a look at things,” Sandy said happily as the worm wiggled a bit

distorted as a man wearing an

I!? What happened,

wrong guy!” Sandy said as they sucked the man back in before

require my services?” he asked

said, the man

eyes opened wide as he bowed. “I greet the Chosen of

said, Meira nodding in agreement. With their approval, and while dealing with the pressure of being in the presence of three Chosen, the man went over to the offering and began to go through them with a clipboard. While

guy?” Jake asked, confused as he turned to

was

“And who is Tom?”

“A guy I ate.”

you

is: why

sighed. “You know what?

more quality over quantity and stuff like that. Basically about me not wasting time digesting stuff that

waste his time hunting weaker prey. He could totally see Sandy only benefitting from certain kinds of natural treasures by now as they

Hydra was very good at eating stuff himself, so Jake felt confident that if anyone was qualified to give Sandy

the subject a bit. “What are your plans regarding this Prima Guardian system event, by the way? Are you heading back

the early days aren’t allowed to fight against the big boss,

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