In the live broadcast room, Aubrey felt as if his soul had been shattered as the chains continued to stretch.
His skin was torn apart, and his organs and intestines were squeezed together. It was a mess. Aubrey desperately curled his body, trying to avoid the cutting of the metal ring.
However, it was useless. The sawtooth had torn his upper body apart, turning it into a bare skeleton like a butcher eviscerating bones. If it wasn't for his weak heart, Georgetown would have thought that he was already dead.
On the other side, Kachino and Pullman had been distorted into a pile of rotten meat. Their eyes were bulging out, and they couldn't be any more dead.
Two high hills were piled up on both sides. They were all flesh and blood that had been peeled off. They were filled with the smell of blood, as if they were minced meat.
