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?”

a blood-red dagger.

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 muffled

he continued to chant

mouthful of blood before grabbing the bishop’s hand. He struggled to speak but managed to

bishop smiled bitterly. Leave? Was

later, the masked person exited the church. Behind him, the church was already

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 turn back.

around and vanished into the night.

running out of the scenic area. Nash grabbed one

heading to Purple Church, but something happened there,” the breathless

narrowed.

and said,

man’s finger and saw half of the

go. I heard there’s a masked killer about,” the man turned back

shivered before scrambling his way out.