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

the statue with a muffled impact

front of

as he continued

incomprehensible scriptures.

of blood before grabbing the bishop’s

to speak but managed

smiled bitterly. Leave? Was that

masked person exited the church. Behind him, the church was already engulfed in

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

wrong path and

around and vanished into

three minutes, he returned to the

area. Nash

“Which direction is

Purple Church, but

man

narrowed. “What happened?”

a direction and said,

saw half of

I heard there’s a masked killer

to him and continued. However,

disappeared.

shivered before scrambling

1. Chapplets

he could manage along the road. Pedestrians on the road could not see Nash’s figure clearly, only feeling a gust

minutes later, Nash arrived outside Purple Church.