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

the chest. He flew

as he continued to chant cryptic and incomprehensible scriptures.

hand.

smiled bitterly. Leave?

the church. Behind him, the

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

around and vanished into

running out of the scenic area. Nash grabbed one of

Purple Church, but something happened there,” the breathless

narrowed. “What

in a direction and

followed the man’s finger and saw half of

the man turned back to him and continued. However, Nash had disappeared.

shivered before scrambling

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