My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 615

Someone had appeared at the entrance. They were dressed in black and were wearing a smiling mask. A chill permeated the entire hall.

Sensing the coldness, the priests stopped their activities.

“Why stop? Continue chanting!” The bishop casually picked up another string of prayer beads.

He had long foreseen a calamity coming to Purple Church, caus

Lindt. This was also why he spared him of his punishment.

Mortimer was the only martial priest in the church and the guardian

of Purple Church. He slowly stood up. He was the last line of defense. If even he could not withstand the threat, then the 30-plus

priests would stand no chance of surviving.

The other priests continued chanting anxiously.

“Who are you?” Mortimer asked, voice low.

The masked person chuckled ominously. “Don’t you recognize me?”

They then threw a blood-red dagger.

Mortimer dodged the dagger, but the masked person was already in

front of him. A fist struck Mortimer squarely in the chest. He flew

with a muffled impact

front of

bishop remained unflinching as he continued to chant cryptic and

incomprehensible scriptures.

out a mouthful of blood

struggled to speak but managed to say, “Bishop, leave quickly…”

bitterly. Leave? Was

Behind him, the church was already engulfed in fierce

with several forks in the road. ahead. Some bastard had torn off the road

path and had

Nash turned around and vanished into the night.

to the main road

out of the scenic area. Nash grabbed

asked, “Which direction

Purple Church, but something happened there,”

man

narrowed. “What

and said, “Look, it’s on

saw half of

I heard there’s a masked

to him and

disappeared.

shivered

1. Chapplets

Pedestrians on the road could not see Nash’s figure clearly, only feeling a gust of wind passing by.

Nash arrived outside Purple