All Chapters of Primal Hunter Volume 4: Chapter 101
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152 chapters
Searching for a Path
At the higher grades and levels of power, the scaling of survivability and damage output was not balanced. Killing an F-grade human as another F-grade human was easy. Just stab them in the heart, and they died.For an E-grade, you had to stab them a few times in the heart and maybe land a few more blows before they went down for good. D-grade, it got even harder, and nothing short of blowing off the head of another man would work as an instant kill. And even then, many could survive losing their head, depending on their skills and stat distribution.C-grades losing their head rarely meant death. The Soulshape became stronger and easier to regenerate, and each part of it was less vital than in prior grades. Even the functions of the brain were all gone by C-grade, allowing one who had lost their head to keep moving. Sensory organs still mattered, and regenerating the brain and head was a huge burden, but most humans could overcome it.Now, this was humans. Beasts were even harder to ki
A Logical Conclusion
It was an absolutely crazy thought. Poisoning space itself… No, poisoning reality. To target every single facet of reality and effectively create a vacuum of concepts between you and your destination.That is also why the mist was used. The mist was from Blood of the Malefic Viper and thus contained Records of all poisons Jake had ever interacted with. With the Trial of Myriad Poisons, Jake had interacted with countless variants, and it wasn’t like he had slowed down much after that either, still eating everything slightly toxic in his path.Jake began his science and tried to work on how one would supercharge the wings the way the Viper had done, but also found it a problem to control the mist and form a tunnel between himself and where he wanted to escape to. Did he need to make a cylinder of poison or something that isolated everything around it? No, that would take way too much power…What about shooting a cannon of poison in the direction and then diving after that? It could work
Just Winging It
Jake was rubbing his hands as he looked forward to seeing Villy in a perilous situation that forced him to escape. Entering the vision, he was not sure what to expect. Maybe Villy getting beaten up? Him waltzing into the territory of some far more powerful monster, making him tuck his tail between his legs?As the vision appeared, it was neither of those. He saw Villy flying through an odd area with purplish mist everywhere. Comet-like balls of ice flew all around him—some of them several kilometers across, while others were far smaller. Jake also saw that sometimes space itself seemed to crack, and small vacuums opened up, sucking in mist and some of the smaller comets.He had a hard time figuring out what was going on. Villy was in his C-grade Wyvern form and looked incredibly distressed as he dodged comet after comet. It was like he flew aimlessly. A few minutes passed before a giant comet suddenly exploded, only to reassemble into a vaguely humanoid form. Villy did not hesitate to
Godly Interference & Advice
"This is complete bullshit," Carmen said as she stared at the golden projection."It wasn’t my call, but it comes all the way from the top," the projection of Sven said, shaking his head. "This may sound curt, but it is partly because of you. Your personal relationship with the Malefic’s Chosen is both a merit and a demerit. On the one hand, it ensures us a spot in this world, but on the other, then if someone else gets in charge, we may be ostracized.""Still complete fucking bullshit," Carmen now raged. "Do you really think Jake will just be all fine with us supporting this orange Cheeto fuck? Do you think he will just go, ‘Oh, well, what can you do?’ and let us go about our day like nothing? Fuck no—there will be hell to pay.""You are talking as if his victory is a given," Sven answered. "Even if he is stronger than this Ell’Hakan, it does not mean he will beat him in the political arena. Besides, it is not even Ell’Hakan we are supporting, but Arthur, another human. We are not be
Hunter Level 180 Skill Selection & Being Hunted
It had only taken Sandy about a day to find good prey for Jake, and it wasn’t even guarding that good of a natural treasure according to the worm, heavily insinuating he should feel thankful.His opponent had been this weird, wooly thing that he couldn’t quite figure out, but it had bled and suffered from necrosis the same as everything else, and with it only being level 201, Jake had quickly taken it down. Quickly being a relative term, as the damn ball of wool had still been damn tanky. Anyway, with it finally dead, the last level came.*’DING!’ Class: [Avaricious Arcane Hunter] has reached level 180 - Stat points allocated, +10 Free Points*And it was skill-selection time.*Avaricious Arcane Hunter class skills available*Jake was naturally excited. These last skill selections always felt special, and this profession skill had not disappointed with his freakish soul mutation skill. Jake did not necessarily want a similar skill for his class, but something more directly related to c
Snake Girl = Danger Noodle
Miranda’s mind was a bit jumbled from the powerful aura, and it took her a moment to formulate a response. This resulted in her not being the first one to answer."I sincerely apologize for disturbing your area," Mahowny said as he bowed. His party members followed suit, their nervousness palpable. Sweat poured down their brows as they also realized that this monster was more than any of them could handle.It had to be mid-tier C-grade… which meant it was above level 250. The group from the United Cities Alliance could probably handle a weak C-grade using their hounds, but the snake was an entirely different issue. It was leagues above anything they could even touch."We are only here for this woman and will leave once done," Mahowny further said. "And we are more than willing to compensate you for allowing us this."The snake did not even turn to him, continuing to stare at Miranda.Miranda felt the pressure and finally came up with an answer. "Miranda Wells… I work for the Malefic’s
Taking Status & Making Plans
Jake breathed heavily as he stared out at the vast landscape before him. The remnants of the battle. An area the size of a semi-large city was scorched and burned, and in the middle of it all lay a giant beast, its very blood only adding to this environmental destruction. Even in death, its blood burned the ground, having retained the same destructive properties.The final attack of the bear had been quite something. It had exploded and released an attack reminding him a bit of the Scorched Plains attack from the bow he’d lost when the Sword Saint cut it in two at the finale of their duel.Seeing this destruction made him reflect a bit. During the vision with Palate Jake had seen, Villy and the C-grade fighter had ended up destroying a massive city and the surrounding environment, and Jake did have to confess he had wondered why he felt so far from being able to do that despite approaching C-grade himself.This fight gave a bit of insight into how close he was actually getting. If he
Schemers
Across the planet, the chaos brought on by the United Cities Alliance and Ell’Hakan continued. Beasts attacked like never before, and millions died within only a week as many settlements fell, unprepared and too weak to resist. Those who held on still took losses, and the survivors all had a newfound hatred. The work that had been made to establish positive relations between monsters and humanity was thoroughly broken.The problem was that people did not see the actions of beasts as those of individuals, but those of a monolith. A tribe. They put all monsters in a box and vilified them in their minds as aggressors. This was not much different from what humans had done to other humans before the system. People loved to hate others, and it was just easier to hate an entire religion, country, or appearance than recognize that each person was an individual making their own choices.And this feeling was reciprocated by the monsters.They, too, viewed humanity as something they wanted to wi
Rebuilding & Lots of Killing
Countless factions dominated the multiverse, but few were as unique as the Risen. They were the living dead, and that came with both bonuses and demerits. Some bonuses included a natural lifespan equal to your True Soul’s natural lifespan, meaning you would live as long as possible, and aging would only come to pass due to the person wanting it. Combat-wise, they truly did not have many differences from other enlightened races, aside from some changed natural affinities and stats. They were neither stronger nor weaker, and history had also shown that their natural average level of talent was roughly comparable to that of humans and elves.As for demerits, the largest inherent one was probably their inability to procreate naturally. Two Risen could not simply make a child. Instead, it took a far more complicated process. It was possible, mind you, but not as easy, and it required a specially created item that both would-be parents poured a part of their essence into. Even then, it wasn
Chronicles of Skill Upgrades
Upgrading skills was always a difficult and time-consuming process. You had so much to evaluate and so much to do, and Jake’s method of upgrading was considered even harder than the standard approach. He insisted on only doing it during combat, and only reflected on how to upgrade the skills on a surface level in between fights.This would usually be an incredibly ineffective, if not downright horrible method, as it carried so many more risks. Especially when you did this only while fighting enemies at a higher grade. However, to Jake, this added element of danger only made him focus more. It allowed him to truly feel and experience the movements of energy in a more profound way, and his senses felt sharpened. Probably because they partly were.It was not a joke, either, when he said Perception was a big reason why he could upgrade the skills the way he did. Rather than take a long time experimenting and theorizing, he could feel and perceive the skills and how they worked, potentiall