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

of the bishop.

bishop remained unflinching as he continued to chant cryptic and

incomprehensible scriptures.

mouthful of

managed to say,

bitterly. Leave?

Behind him, the church was already

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

wrong path and had to turn back.

Nash turned around and vanished into

three minutes, he returned to the main road and saw panicking

of the scenic area. Nash grabbed one of them

“Which direction

Church, but something happened there,”

man replied.

eyes narrowed. “What

pointed in a direction and said,

finger and saw half of the sky dyed

heard there’s

turned back to him and continued.

disappeared.

around and shivered before scrambling his way

1. Chapplets

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

minutes later, Nash arrived outside