The Primal Hunter

Chapter 953: It's Hard Being This Weak Chapter 953: It's Hard Being This Weak

Maybe Jake was a bit hypocritical for calling the Great Bright One believers a cult, considering he was part of a faction that worshipped a giant snake god. Then again, the Malefic Viper’s organization was called an Order. Did he have a cult in the past? Yes, but now he had an Order, so it wasn’t the same thing.

As for how he would deal with them… time would tell. Jake wasn’t going to be antagonistic for no reason, though. Before he decided what he would do, he definitely needed some more information.

“I must admit I’m not that knowledgeable about this Great Bright One,” Jake said, as he tried to be a bit careful with his words. “But you said you expected me to know, considering I am not related to the one who calls himself the Celestial Child… what do you mean by that?”

The speaker seemed to confer with the others in the room for a moment before she answered. “This Ell’Hakan follows a god by the name of Yip of Yore. That in itself is no problem, but he has taken a rather fanatical approach and believes his god is superior to all others despite only having risen to godhood through the grace of the system made by the Great Bright One. To work with such an individual who is so deep in his delusions would be difficult for us. Don’t misunderstand; belief in the many gods of the multiverse and ignorance of the Great Bright One is not an issue, but someone who so blatantly disregards the Great Bright One isn’t someone we would want to work with.”

Alright, so they do acknowledge the existence of other gods… man, this is weird.

“I see,” Jake slowly nodded.

“Might I ask, seeing as you do not know of the Great Bright One, what does your planet believe in?” the speaker asked curiously. There didn’t seem to be any malicious intentions behind the question, so Jake answered truthfully.

“People are allowed to believe in whatever they want on my planet, as long as their beliefs do not cause harm to others,” Jake said. “Perhaps there are even followers of the Great Bright One.”

He seriously doubted it, but he couldn’t really know, now could he?

“Do you personally follow a god?” the speaker continued.

“No, not really,” Jake answered with a shrug.

What? Sure, he was the Chosen of Villy, but Jake wouldn’t say he “followed” the Malefic Viper in any way. Jake was more of a freeloader who yoinked some Records and enjoyed all the benefits like the good little heretic he was.

“If you want to, I’m sure the Voice of the One would gladly speak to you about the Great Bright One. Ah, the Voice of the One is the one who holds the title of World Leader here on our planet,” the speaker said, finally also speaking about the World Leader.

“Is the World Leader not on the council?” Jake asked curiously.

“He has an honorable position where he offers advice and input, but he rarely makes use of the powers bestowed upon him as the World Leader and trusts the council for all decisions. His participation is limited, though, as his role as the Voice of the One requires him to focus on listening to the guidance of the Great Bright One. However, I’m sure he would spare another World Leader some of his valuable time if you desire a meeting,” the speaker explained.

“Does he communicate with the Great Bright One even now?” Jake asked, trying to act impressed.

“Of course. The Voice of the One has been in communion for the past day to discuss when we are ready to face the Prima Guardian,” the speaker said in a revering voice. “His communion should be done by the end of the day, and we shall inform him of your arrival then. Until such a time, let us proceed with having you prove your prowess and capabilities to face the Prima Guardian. Let me also be transparent that we require more of you than the average mercenary, as we cannot in good consciousness risk your death, considering your identity as a World Leader.”

“That’s fair,” Jake nodded, as he believed he didn’t really have more to discuss with the council for now. He did have a lot of questions, but he chose to not ask any of them as he saw no reason to risk turning them hostile. At least not before he met this Voice of the One.

a small pun. “I wish

nodding in acknowledgment as he walked out of the room. Outside, the attendant who had originally brought him there was waiting, and based on how her face had

though they did expect people to recognize their beliefs. Clearly, they also knew

you wish for me to lead you to one of the battlefields immediately? I have one in mind, commanded by our top general. If you impress him, his word will hold more sway than anyone else’s. Besides that of the

said the last part jokingly, as if it was a given. Jake responded by nodding, agreeing to her

than when they arrived. She was also a lot more talkative on the way through the city as they headed

The elven attendant gladly answered everything and volunteered much information Jake hadn’t even asked about. Jake knew she was probably trying to make

them a cult, but he didn’t really hear anything cult-like outside of their looney beliefs. They didn’t force people into particular Paths like the Holy Church either or required absolute obediance and faith. Based on what Jake saw when he scouted with his Pulse, everything also seemed to track with what the attendant said. What was the most surprising was that people were allowed to freely leave without any problems, with a lot of people having chosen to do so, especially those who went to Nevermore. Of course,

real crime Jake would say the planet committed was being weak. Because he really didn’t see a lot of powerful people. After they teleported to the frontlines and Jake saw the so-called top general of the entire planet,

– Minor

has been taken without

he was weak. Jake didn’t feel any threat from the guy, and compared to the

extreme beliefs of the ones on this planet meshed with that. Jake could understand people leaving, but

One. For now, he was there

the general said when Jake entered a large temporary

confirmed. “I heard you

the understatement,” the man chuckled, stroking his blonde beard. “We have managed to funnel them into this area pretty well with different lures and scouting teams, making this the single-largest battlefield on the planet

have you slain so far? Primas, that is,”

more speedy types who got here from the Prima Vessel first. We make use of their differing speeds to not get overwhelmed with too many

especially when one considered the massive advantage this planet had: pure fucking numbers. Jake wasn’t even talking about C-grades here. They had millions of D-grades also helping in this war, primarily serving to help

land incredibly powerful blows from stealth and then leverage that into an advantage, using a bow,” Jake said, explaining a bit of his Path. It wasn’t like he would have hidden this part anyway, and he saw no harm in telling

nearby battlefield. A section of it was highlighted, as the general explained. “We got one such Prima in this area. Hidden pretty well, and very annoying when it shows up. It also seems a lot more intelligent and cautious than most other Primas. It was one of the first to arrive, but the problem is that every time we tried to move in on it, it retreated to recover, only to return shortly after to unleash

ones on Earth also that smart? C-grades did tend to all be smart,

model appeared, this one showing a thin, kind of humanoid creature that looked like the mix between a jellyfish and an octopus. At least it had a mix of feelers and tentacles instead of arms and legs, with a few also just extending out here

have of it. It possesses space magic and some form of force magic we believe. Perhaps just a derivative of space magic, our data is inconclusive on that front. Our original plan was to prepare a team of rogueish fighters to take it down, but if

all critical information as he nodded along. He wanted to learn more about what was going on

decided to prove himself strong but not overpowered. He would also make it look like he was a one-trick pony who only really had the strategy of landing powerful blows

seemed to arrive. “New

up

have a scout keep an eye on you during all this,” the man noted. “She will keep her

be expected,” Jake agreed. “I’ll head out. Good luck on the