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

crashing into the statue with a muffled

front of the bishop.

as he

incomprehensible scriptures.

a mouthful of

struggled to speak but managed to say, “Bishop,

bitterly. Leave? Was

later, the masked person exited the church. Behind

forks in the road. ahead. Some bastard had torn

taken the wrong path and had

turned around and vanished into the

minutes, he returned to the main road and saw panicking

out of the scenic area. Nash

asked, “Which direction

Purple Church, but

man

eyes narrowed. “What happened?”

in a direction and said, “Look,

man’s finger and saw half of

heard there’s a masked killer about,” the

and continued.

disappeared.

around and shivered

1. Chapplets

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

arrived outside Purple Church. He rushed