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 before

front of

remained unflinching as he

incomprehensible scriptures.

a mouthful of blood before grabbing the bishop’s

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

Leave? Was that even

exited the church. Behind him, the

road signs, feeling a headache form. The mountainous terrain was complex with several forks in the road. ahead. Some bastard had torn off

path and had to turn

and vanished into the

three minutes, he returned to the main road

area. Nash grabbed

“Which direction is Purple

were heading to Purple Church, but something

man

narrowed. “What

direction and said, “Look, it’s on

saw

not go. I heard there’s a masked

to him and continued. However, Nash had

disappeared.

and shivered before scrambling his way

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fastest speed he could manage along the road. Pedestrians on the road could not see

Nash arrived outside Purple Church. He rushed