The distance between the humans and Green kept shrinking until the humans finally discovered Green's existence.
Green, who now possessed Transcendent perception, was able to detect those humans from an extremely far distance.
These ordinary humans, who lacked Transcendent perception, could only detect Green as the distance between them gradually closed.
The slightly chaotic footsteps abruptly stopped. The group that had discovered Green's presence suddenly halted, terror first appearing in their eyes.
After all, the two sides seemed to exist on different layers. Green wore leather armor and held a Longsword, looking like a hunter, while the others carried a large number of advanced weapons.
"He doesn't have a Dusk Eye on him. He isn't a Dusk Spawn!" A steady male voice rang out from within the group. A weathered-looking man with a string of thick whiskers covering his chin, evidently the team captain, stared solemnly at Green.
The moment the bearded man spoke, Green recognized it as Ancient Dream Language. However, it seemed to have undergone some variation. It contained no Transcendent power and had become an ordinary language.
While Green was thinking, the bearded man continued.
"Although I don't know which faction cultivated you as a biochemical warrior, judging by your outfit, you should possess considerable strength. Run with us. The ones pursuing us are Dusk Spawn. We'll have a better chance of escaping if we stay together!"
The heavily bearded man directly invited Green to join them. Then, without waiting to see whether Green agreed, he immediately started running.
However, Green noticed that as the people passed by him, the glances they cast his way contained traces of pity, as well as a hint of delight.
Green immediately analyzed the reason from those tiny changes in expression.
*Did they take me for a scapegoat? Compared with mechanical