All Chapters of Primal Hunter Volume 5: Chapter 141
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An Upgrade with Layers
Jake still remembered the day he’d gotten the skill. It was the signature skill of his first proper class and had been damn awesome when he initially got it. He got a bit nostalgic when he remembered bombarding that massive Storm Elemental atop the cloud continent with Hawkie. The orb from that kill had even helped give birth to Sylphie. To say that the skill had been important would be an understatement… which was why it was just a shame to see the sorry state it was in these days.[Arrow of the Ambitious Hunter (Rare)] - The signature skill of the Ambitious Hunter. An arrow to strike down a fated foe in a single shot. Grants the skill to summon a powerful arrow designed to strike down a specific foe. The Hunter must envision his foe and, with great focus, channel all of his desire to slay it to summon the arrow. The arrow summoned deals significantly greater damage to the envisioned target while ineffective on anything else. Damage increased further based on level disparity. Adds a
Better Arrow = Better Person
Upgrading skills was indeed something one had to do with a lot of forethought and consideration. Well, that didn’t really count for most Legacy skills, as, ultimately, they all led toward the same Origin, so even if you misstepped once, it was easy to realign. However, for skills that had no set progression path—like Arrow of the Ambitious Hunter—it was easy to fuck up the skill’s future potential.While it was true that entirely removing a concept from a skill was difficult, what was even more difficult was adding it back again, especially if it was a concept you didn’t truly comprehend. As an example, adding dark mana to something or taking it away again wasn’t overly hard for Jake, but what if he, let’s say, tried to upgrade Big Game Hunter? What if he fucked up and removed the passive ability that directly boosted stats when fighting stronger opponents? If that happened, he would be shit out of luck with a skill that was likely just worse than what he’d had before.Jake was certai
Dark Witch
When Jake said he was good at zoning everything out when he focused on something, he meant he was really good at zoning everything out. Even the notifications he had gained during this time had gone unregistered. Luckily, he hadn’t pissed off this party by missing some crucial messages, as the Fallen King had honored his wish of not contacting him outside of emergencies—something the Unique Lifeform hadn’t found necessary.Still… Jake could see why the Unique Lifeform was a bit unsatisfied when he finally checked his notifications.Opening them up, the first thing he saw was that they had apparently gotten another bonus objective without him even noticing.Bonus Objective Gained: Find a way to unlock the seal obscuring your path into the Dark Descent created by the Dark Witch leading toward the core of the planet.Current Progress: Dark Descent unlocked (0/1)So, this one confirmed the theory that the Dark Witch had indeed gone toward the core and even created a way to get down there.
A Witch's Plan
Jake could admit when he was wrong. Sometimes, at least. This was one of those times.Witches aren’t fun to fight.Dark tendrils lined the walls, all of them semi-ethereal; they sought not to physically attack people, but leave them with some odd dark affliction that wasn’t a curse but seemed a lot like a curse. This particular affliction did damage and fucked with your senses, throwing them for a loop. Jake could definitely feel the roots of the magic in the dark affinity, but outside of that, he had no idea what he was dealing with.“Hexes, try to avoid them,” Dina warned after Sylphie was hit and proceeded to smash into a wall, unable to tell up from down. “They are difficult to dispel.”Okay, so they were dealing with hexes. Great.Jake had tried to claim the upper hand right off the bat when the fight began by activating Arcane Awakening at the stable 30%. The Sword Saint and Fallen King had also joined him, with Sylphie trying but getting hit by another few tendrils.The first b
Something Reckless
When it came to rituals, their group only really had two individuals who could be of any use. Dina and Jake both knew quite a bit about rituals and formations, while the other three were just sitting ducks incapable of assisting with anything of substance.At least, not in the beginning. Jake and Dina helped the witch set up the initial parts of the ritual but soon hit an issue that they should honestly have seen coming.“Many of the ingredients I wanted to use are no longer capable of supporting the ritual… We will need some replacements,” the Dark Witch said with a deep frown. “Would it be possible for some of you to perhaps acquire them?”That’s right—there were fetch-quests. That at least gave the Fallen King, Sword Saint, and Sylphie something to do while Jake and Dina worked on the ritual circle with the Dark Witch. Jake had feared this would add a lot of time to this final part of floor forty-one, given the long trek the three of them would have to go on for each item, but luck
Fate Decided
"You know we can’t allow him to actually bring that Mimicry World Core out of that floor, right?” the Wyrmgod questioned the Malefic Viper.“Does seem kind of counterproductive if he decides to reintroduce a Karmic Plague that was wiped out a long time ago back into the multiverse,” Minaga said, nodding in agreement.“Relax—he isn’t gonna actually bring it out,” the Viper said, waving them off. “He is just going to eat it and consume all its knowledge of how to make plagues.”“And… that’s a good outcome?” Minaga said in a deadpan tone. “Totally seems like a good idea to teach him about them… especially considering his track record of always making well-thought-out decisions.”“Come on… Would he really be my Chosen if he didn’t at least know how to create a plague?” The Viper smiled. “Not saying he should make one, but nothing wrong with learning how to.”“I am confident nearly every other faction in existence would disagree with that assessment,” the Wyrmgod said with a sigh.“And I a
Rewarding Good Behavior
Their party of five only ended up staying on the floor for an hour or so more while Dina finished healing the Dark Witch as much as she could. Some of the soul damage would have to heal on its own, but the scalekin was more than elated at just having survived.“I don’t know how I can possibly thank you,” the Dark Witch said, bowing, as they stood in front of the teleporter that would transport them off the floor. “I hope you find fortune on your Path, and if I can ever repay this favor, I will do so.”It was a bit melancholic, hearing her make promises of the future when the five of them knew such promises could never be fulfilled. Making her leave the dungeon with them also wasn’t an option. Chances were that even if the Dark Witch had ever been a true person, she was long dead in the real world, and if she still lived, it was because she had reached godhood… in which case this dungeon image also wouldn’t be able to leave. Not that any of that even mattered, as Nevermore didn’t allow
Floor Forty-Two
Floors forty-one to forty-five were a bit special, in that they never truly changed between the eras. Every single iteration of Nevermore had these floors, and while they did vary, all had the same intent behind them:Inform the denizens of the multiverse about some of the multiversally agreed-upon rules and best practices.Placing it so “late” into the dungeon wasn’t a coincidence, nor was it accidental that it had been placed on the C-grade floors. C-grade was when one usually began to explore beyond one’s own planets and interact with other factions and cultures.Cultures which often had very different ways of handling things. Some had very well-defined castes and societal structures that effectively made certain people be born into slavery and others into opulence, while most simply segregated populations based on power, where the weak were heavily controlled by the powerful.No one truly cared about forces that were too weak to interact with the rest of the multiverse, but those
Level 230 Profession Skill Selection
So… skill selections. It had been a good while since Jake had one, and he would be lying to himself if he claimed he hadn’t been at least a little bit excited. Especially when it was his very first one in C-grade. The fact that he had gotten it while just sitting around, waiting on a flying ship had definitely increased his enjoyment, too.He hadn’t rushed it, though. Usually, Jake wanted to jump right into them, but there was honestly no need to, especially not now that he had reached C-grade. While it was true that there could be some negative consequences to delaying picking a skill—primarily, ending up getting worse options—the opposite was also true. For some factions, it was even pretty normal to delay skill selections until you had practiced a certain technique or magic with the hope of getting a skill.This was also why there wasn’t even a warning about negative consequences for waiting with the skill selection prompt, contrary to evolutions. He also wouldn’t have to delay tha
Meetings... So Many Meetings
The Chosen Ceremony Support Group (CCSG) held yet another biweekly meeting. Six women met at Jake’s residence, as that was one of the only places where they could be sure no one would interrupt or interfere. All of them were united by one thing:They each had a personal relationship with Jake and had been severely impacted by his identity as a Chosen. No, they were still repeatedly impacted by his status.This group consisted of Reika, Meira, Scarlett, Irin, Bastilla, and Izil, though they sometimes had others join who also suffered from their association with Jake being revealed. These meetings didn’t have any strict purpose… Well, they had initially been a way to organize and get their stories straight with what information they could and couldn’t share about Jake, but after only three meetings, the group had turned into what was essentially just a support group for venting.“My family has constantly been sending people asking me if I could get a meeting with the Chosen, and when I