Chapter 1683: Massacre

"Ugh..." The leader of the excommunicators shuddered, spewing out a mouthful of blood as he struggled to stay on his feet. When he turned, everyone could see his body was covered in deep cracks. His chest bore a gruesome handprint, sunken in and dripping with blood—a sight too horrifying to behold. "Senior!" The other excommunicators screamed in anguish, eyes wide in shock and disbelief. "Get her out of here, now!" the leader shouted, refusing to give in. He raised the broken iron token and...