The Primal Hunter

As things in Nevermore were still fully ongoing, even after the initial batch of geniuses were done, the rest of the multiverse had fallen into a bit of a lull. Even if plans were still in motion, many factions focused on the mega-dungeon first and foremost, as there wasn’t much else to deal with. Yet, shortly after having barely gotten over the appearance of an extinct True Royal, the return of the Malefic Viper, and the Chosen of the newly returned Primordial becoming the new top record holder on the Nevermore Leaderboards, another event shook the many intelligence agencies of the multiverse. The culprit, this time around, was another known figure, but what he had done, few had seen coming:

A clash with another Primordial… the Starseizing Titan.

The echoing sounds of the Cosmic Forge, the exclusive forge of the Starseizing Titan, ceaselessly sent waves of energy through the multiverse, yet that day, it had stilled. The many factions housed nearby instantly noticed, as whenever the Titan stopped working, it was due to some disturbance from an outside factor. Yet none dared even suggest who would be brave enough to interrupt the Primordial like this. The level of disrespect was nearly unimaginable unless it was another Primordial or being of equal standing.

Yet, the one who had done it made no attempts to hide as the aura of Yip of Yore spread throughout the cosmos for all of the nearby gods stationed there by their respective factions to feel. The Starseizing Titan was not one for secrecy either, as his voice boomed through space as the two gods had a very public confrontation.

“What have you come here for, young god?” the Titan asked - his question very much an insult by calling Yip nothing more than a young god. What’s more, his aura increased, pushing back Yip of Yore’s, even slightly overpowering it.

“I merely came to see the creator of the relics of old,” Yip of Yore answered, amplifying his voice to match that of the Primordial as he strengthened his own aura. “And to see if you could do me a minor favor and take a look at a little weapon of mine. I heard you know your stuff, even if your knowledge may be a bit outdated.”

“Impudent,” the dismissive voice of the Starseizing Titan said. “Leave me be, young one. You have no quarrel with me and do not wish for me to quarrel with you.”

“I just asked for a quick evaluation…” Yip answered, not heeding the words of the Titan at all.

All the gods observing with long-range scouting skills had them fully activated as they watched this scene take place. Yip floated in front of the far more massive Starseizing Titan. He was so small, like a single atom before a massive boulder, yet the aura he gave off made his presence unquestionable.

What was also unquestionable was the weapon he held in his hand. It was a simple-looking steel sword, yet it gave off an odd feeling to all who saw it. As if there was far more to the weapon than met the eye… like it had a long history of accomplishments behind it.

“This sword,” Yip spoke loudly as he held it up, “is known as the Hero’s Sword. Not because it was crafted by some mythical being or because it’s made of the greatest materials in the multiverse… but because of what it has done. What’s it’s been through. Rather than being forged in fire, it has been forged in the Records of my Path.”

He said these words, as if announcing them to the multiverse and not just to say them to the Primordial. No, it was a message to all of them, including the other eleven Primordials.

“I do not find myself impressed that you have a sword with a storied history. All with a long Path has such weapons,” the Titan once more dismissed the younger god.

“Yet none has a story greater than mine,” Yip smiled. “Now, please. Evaluate my weapon.”

“No. Leave my sight.”

There was no room for argument. All observed curiously to see Yip’s reaction, as he just smiled. Almost as if this was exactly what he had wanted to happen.

“Then allow me to take the initiative… and, in my own impudence, test my little sword on what most call the most durable thing in the multiverse,” Yip of Yore said as he lowered the sword and pointed it at the Starseizing Titan.

“You.”

Without any further warning, reality shattered as the sword was swung. Space bent as a crescent wave of force powerful enough to tear Godkings and Godqueen apart with ease fell upon the shoulder of the massive body of the Starseizing Titan.

A loud scraping sound was heard as the sword seemingly failed to land a single mark, and the Titan retaliated with a simple punch. Yip of Yore was pushed away as if the universe itself commanded it, sending him flying backward as he quickly stabilized with a smile on his face.

the Titan spoke. “Stop wasting my time with

antics… I don’t think so,” Yip of Yore said as he lifted his sword and pointed at the Starseizing Titan again. “The sword of a hero… can cut anything and

had formed, as his almost crystalline body had cracked all along it, and mana poured out of his

over the already retreating Yip of Yore. The

he could while flying backward, a bit of blood on his lips from the shockwave that he had luckily managed to avoid for the most part. “Not gonna push

of Yore disappeared,

the weapon was further empowered. A sword

killing any

had the potential to be the very first Primordial Slayer in

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a bit, Jake was entirely too busy flying through space, pulling a large net of mana strings

not so much, as dragging along a giant worm that liked to wriggle from time to time wasn’t the

I just shoot exploding arrows at you to propel you toward Earth?” Jake offered. “That would be a

that got injured to this extent trying to help you? Well… I guess if that’s what you want,

fine,” Jake sighed

“Good steed.”

breath with

“You totally can…”

“No, you can’t.”

is a will,

While most of his mental energy was spent talking to Sandy, a lot also went

His top speed was especially outstanding, and he believed he would be able to make it back to Earth in only a bit over two weeks if he kept up his current pace. That was roughly five days to fly approximately ten times the diameter of Earth, which was pretty good in Jake’s book. Compared to Sandy, it was on the slower side, but considering Jake wasn’t

make the full trip. Sandy was recovering quickly, and one of the first things to usually be replenished was the most important powers – such as movement skills. Sandy would

the way, where do you wanna go when you get back to Earth?” Sandy asked after a bit. “Sorry to say, but I don’t think I’ll

Earth for the most part, only popping back to the Order if I need anything there. Besides doing alchemy, I have no

Order for a while to heal. Big Boss Hydra already told me he got stuff ready to

just from this one comment but from Jake thinking more about a prior conversation he had with the Malefic Viper. So, he reached out to the god to share his

you got a second?” Jake asked the snake

in fact. A perk of being a god, you should try it sometime,” the snake god

My worry is about

to doubt the Lord Protector of the Order of the Malefic Viper’s abilities to nurture his own Chosen. Secondly, you are correct that the methods Snappy is using with the cosmic

is generally bad, right? You also say that too much help kills Records, and from the sounds of it, Snappy is helping Sandy a whole lot,” Jake voiced his concerns. “Especially with that resurrection skill. Won’t it hurt Sandy a whole lot that

part of the thrill of the hunt and whatnot. But haven’t you considered how much help you’ve gotten with alchemy? How you’ve been handed expensive materials, books, teachers, everything you could want is available to you, and you use it freely. Yet it does not hurt your Records… why is that?” the Viper did that annoying teaching thing where he made Jake realize things on his

the materials from, but what I make from them… and with books and all that, I still study it myself and reach my own conclusions. Not that I really learn much outside of doing, so… oh. I really only earn Records by doing, huh?” Jake realized, a bit annoyingly so, as

Now consider Sandy. What do you think

not

backup and just sleeping and eating in complete safety. Maybe even S-grade. Because