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?”

then threw a

person was already in front of him. A fist struck Mortimer squarely in the chest. He flew backward, crashing into the statue with a muffled impact before falling in

he continued to chant

blood before grabbing the bishop’s hand. He

bishop smiled bitterly. Leave? Was that even possible?

later, the masked person exited the church. Behind him, the church was already engulfed in fierce flames.

signs, feeling a 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 the wrong path and had to

Nash turned around and vanished into

saw panicking tourists running out of the scenic area. Nash grabbed one of them and asked, “Which direction is

Purple Church, but something happened there,” the breathless

eyes narrowed. “What

direction and said, “Look, it’s on

finger and saw half of the sky dyed red.

there’s a masked killer about,” the man turned back to him and

looked around and shivered before scrambling his