My Substitute CEO Bride

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?”

threw a blood-red dagger.

the dagger, but the masked person was already in front of him. A fist struck Mortimer squarely in the chest. He flew backward, crashing into the statue with a

as he continued to chant

grabbing the bishop’s hand. He struggled to speak but managed to say, “Bishop, leave quickly…”

bishop smiled bitterly. Leave? Was that even possible?

Behind him, the church was

headache form. The mountainous terrain was complex with several forks in the road. ahead. Some bastard had torn off the road signs. It seemed like he had taken

around and vanished

of

to Purple Church, but something happened there,” the breathless man replied.

narrowed.

and said, “Look, it’s on fire…”

followed the man’s finger and saw half of the

better not go. I heard there’s a masked killer about,” the man turned back to him and

around and shivered before scrambling his way out.