CHAPTER 68

Animal eyes were much more sensitive to movements compared to that of humans, so the woke animals sitting in the audience stands were able to better see through Buller’s speedy movements compared to the human participants most of whom had no idea what was coming at them.

Buller’s electric chainsaw tore through the necks of the participants left and right. In the first ten seconds, forty-five of them lost their heads, until a cannon-ball of fire struck Buller and sent him packing into the wall.

“Wow,” the audience exclaimed. Their eyes focused on an old man with a spotty face who was none other than Sukazu who was rubbing his cannon arm, with a smirk on his face.

Casey, Biskie, and a couple other women among the participants started screaming as blood poured out like mini-fountations from the decapitated humans, while their heads rolled all around. It was spine-chilling to say the least. One woman fainted then and there.

Buller, as expected, wasn’t down from that hit. He wasn’t angered
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