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

in front of the

as he continued to chant cryptic

incomprehensible scriptures.

spat out a mouthful of

He struggled to speak but managed to say, “Bishop, leave

bitterly. Leave? Was that

the church. Behind him, the church was already engulfed

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

the wrong path and had to turn back.

and vanished into the night.

the

the scenic area. Nash

direction is Purple

were heading to Purple Church, but

man

eyes narrowed. “What

direction and said, “Look,

man’s finger and saw half of the sky

not go. I heard there’s a

to him and continued. However,

disappeared.

and shivered before scrambling his way

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along the road. Pedestrians on the road could not see Nash’s

later, Nash arrived outside Purple Church.

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