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

front of the

remained unflinching as he continued to chant cryptic

incomprehensible scriptures.

mouthful of blood before grabbing the

speak but managed to

smiled bitterly. Leave? Was that

Behind him,

the road signs, feeling a headache form. The mountainous terrain was complex with several forks in the road. ahead.

taken the wrong path and had to

turned around and

he returned to the

area. Nash

direction

were heading to Purple Church,

breathless man

narrowed. “What happened?”

direction and said, “Look, it’s on

the man’s finger and saw half of the

you’d better not go. I heard there’s a masked killer

back to him and continued. However,

disappeared.

shivered

1. Chapplets

took advantage of the darkness and moved at the fastest speed he could manage along the road. Pedestrians

minutes later, Nash arrived outside Purple Church. He