The blood-red light flickered in his eyes. Xu Chu's Sweat looked back and saw the terrifying figure, long hair, leather armor, sandals, speaking in panic:
"Run, he's coming again."
The two of them had been running for a long time, but the long-haired man still caught up with them. His left hand was severed again; as he ran, blood splattered on the ground.
Zhang Daxi gasped heavily, a flicker of madness in his eyes, "He must have a way to locate us. If this continues, it's a dead end. We need to find a way to take him down."
Xu Chu's Sweat gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "You go first. He should be able to locate my position. If you go, at least one of us can survive."
He had some guesses about the tracking method of the long-haired man; he might have been marked somehow when the long-haired man severed his limbs.
Moreover, he was already fairly certain that this man was one of those so-called Extraordinary.
