All Chapters of Hunters: The Prequel: Chapter 511 - Chapter 520

“She is My Lord,” Crystal stretched out her hand, and a chain made out of Chaos was conjured from her hands and latched onto the chains binding the Wraith. The eyes of the Wraith were filled with hatred, and she stared at Crystal intently, as though she could kill her with nothing but her gaze. And why wouldn’t she hate the one who trapped her; especially when she was so close to getting away.“Is it because of her Breath?” Mane thought out loud. It was only now that he remembered seeing something like Revival listed as the Wraith’s only Breath. He hadn’t bothered much about it because he was planning to kill her first. And when he did that, he threw everything about the Wraith to the back of his mind. But how wrong he was.“It is indeed. That skill is a rare one. And the fact that she was able to gain enlightenment concerning such a Breath shows her exceptional talent as a Spiritual Being. If my Lord and Sky wishes to se

“So that is who you are,” Mane looked upon the axe in his hands with a complicated expression. Although the axe was heavy, and weighed as much as an actual planet, Mane was able to hold on to it steadily. It felt like a part of him; like a piece of his soul that had been missing for so long. It was only when he held on to this axe did he suddenly understand why he had the sudden urge to experience the world of axes and hammers; why he wanted to learn axe arts and understand the laws of destructive fighting. It was all because of this weapon.When it appeared, Mane felt its cries and summoned it down to him. And when he held on to it, visions of its birth filled Mane’s eyes, and he understood everything. Now he knew of the man called Thor, and the sacrifice he had made; and he also knew of the one called Odin, who didn’t hesitate to send down the Spirit of his own weapon as a gift to his great grandson. Mane saw it all through the young spirit of his ax

The NewTitan’s Descent (Intermediate Level of Proficiency): Tapping into the power of your ancestry allows you to explore the realms of power – by donning the skin of a Titan! The strength of the Titan depends on the amount of Titanic blood that remains in you. It was said that in the past that Titans like Gaia could easy hold a planet in one hand. This is no myth, but truth. Do you have what it takes, to ever take on such a powerful form?Cooldown: 24 hoursTitan’s Rage (Beginner Level of Proficiency): The Titans were famed for their murderous instincts and massive power whenever they entered the realm of madness. Possessing an inherent desire to rule over all, Titans gain massive authority and power when they tap into their rage. Titan’s Rage allows you to explore the kind of power they had in their time. However, it is a double-edged sword. It is a great power if you know how to contr

“How does it have a domain?” Hildegarde asked stutteringly once they were back on track, moving towards the edge of the platform.“What do you mean?” Mane wondered. “There are several weapons with domains” he added. Indeed, Mane was right. Although the number of Divine Weapons per world in the True Universe were few, when one considered the total number of weapons present, they would come up with at least several thousands of them. Although domains were skills mostly possessed by gods, when a Divine Weapon was made, there was a 45 percent chance that it would gain a Domain Skill. And the range and limit of this skill varied from Divine Weapon to Divine Weapon. But the point was that it was not rare. So Hildegarde’s surprise was unwarranted, at least in Mane’s books.“Your weapon was just born. Usually even if a Domain Skill appears on a Divine Level Weapon, it wouldn’t be revealed until the weapon was a few te

The greatest planet of the 2nd Heaven was the Higher World which once housed the great God King Zeus – Planet Olympus. Olympus was a gloriously beautiful planet. And Mount Olympus was just as beautiful as it was several thousands of years ago. Yet there was a feeling of gloom that surrounded the gigantic mountain that stretched past the confines of the sky and nearly touched the space outside. The ferocity of the great Mount Olympus could still be felt from several planets away. Yet there was something that felt off about it. Its strong presence was now greatly overshadowed by an enormous amount of bloodlust that was as chilling as it was surprising. Yet when one was enriched with the knowledge that Zeus was Lord no more, and that it was his immature son – the God of War, Ares – who now reigned, the deathly energy and hopelessness that filled the formerly gloriously imposing mountain made sense.Upon Mount Olympus was a huge palace that was made w