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

into the statue with a muffled impact

in front of the bishop.

as he continued

incomprehensible scriptures.

mouthful of blood

to speak but managed to say, “Bishop,

Leave? Was that even

Behind

form. The mountainous terrain was complex with several forks in the road. ahead. Some bastard

path and had to

and

three minutes, he returned to the main road and saw

out of the scenic area. Nash grabbed one

asked, “Which direction is Purple

to Purple Church, but something

man

narrowed.

a direction and said, “Look, it’s on

man’s finger and saw

not go. I heard

back to him and

disappeared.

shivered

1. Chapplets

and moved at the fastest speed he could manage along the road. Pedestrians on the road could not see Nash’s figure clearly, only feeling a gust of wind passing by.

arrived outside Purple Church.