"What a pity..."
Henrik's tone changed.
"Forget it, let's not talk about that now, when your strength reaches the necessary level, you'll naturally understand just how difficult it is to become Transcendent."
"Especially for ordinary people like us."
When he mentioned the term 'ordinary people,' a flash of resentment crossed Henrik's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by the frivolity that had always characterized him.
"Especially since you've chosen the traditional path."
He continued.
"The era of the old hunters is over."
The silver-white pistol spun around on his fingertip.
"Now is the era of technology!"
Roger remained silent.
Although he had fought well against Hannam just moments ago, if it had been Henrik, he probably would've been dealt with in one or two shots.
In comparison, cold weapons truly had no advantage.
