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

statue with a

in front of the

unflinching as he continued to chant cryptic

incomprehensible scriptures.

of blood before grabbing the

speak but managed to

bishop smiled bitterly. Leave? Was that even

the masked person exited the church. Behind him, the church was

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

and had to turn

turned around and vanished into

three minutes, he returned to the main

scenic area. Nash

direction

Purple Church, but

breathless man

eyes narrowed. “What

in a direction and said, “Look, it’s

followed the man’s finger and saw half

heard there’s a masked killer about,” the

turned back to him and continued.

disappeared.

looked around and shivered before scrambling

1. Chapplets

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

later, Nash arrived outside Purple Church.