C763 Change Your Mind

On the execution grounds.

Two burly men were carrying out the punishment meticulously.

From the soles of Sascha's feet, pieces of flesh as thin as cicada's wings were sliced off. Blood gradually dripped from the wounds to the ground, dyeing the ground dark red.

This kind of slow punishment required continuous time and effort.

At first, Sascha could still bear it, as if he was unconscious