My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 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, caused by 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?" They then threw a blood-red dagger.

Mortimer dodged 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 muffled impact before falling in front of the bishop.

The bishop remained unflinching as he continued to chant cryptic and incomprehensible scriptures.

Mortimer spat out a mouthful of blood before grabbing the bishop's hand. He struggled to speak but managed to say, "Bishop, leave quickly..."

The bishop smiled bitterly. Leave? Was that even possible?

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

...

Nash looked at the road 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 turn back.

Sighing, Nash turned around and vanished into the night.