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 blood-red

A fist struck Mortimer squarely in the chest. He

bishop remained unflinching as he continued to chant cryptic and incomprehensible

before grabbing the bishop’s hand. He struggled to speak but managed to say,

Leave?

exited the church. Behind him, the church was already engulfed in fierce

complex with several forks in the road. ahead. Some bastard

around and vanished

out of the scenic area. Nash grabbed one of them and

but something happened there,” the breathless man

narrowed.

pointed in a direction and said, “Look, it’s on fire…”

and saw

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

and shivered before scrambling his way

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