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 a muffled impact before

front of the bishop.

remained unflinching as he continued to chant cryptic and

incomprehensible scriptures.

spat out a mouthful of

to speak but managed to say, “Bishop, leave quickly…”

bitterly. Leave? Was that even

the church. Behind him, the church was already

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

wrong path and had to

and vanished into

the main road and saw

scenic area. Nash

“Which direction is Purple Church?”

Church, but something

breathless man replied.

eyes narrowed. “What happened?”

direction and

and saw half

go. I heard there’s

and continued. However, Nash had

disappeared.

around and shivered before scrambling

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manage along the road. Pedestrians on the road

arrived outside Purple Church. He rushed