Chapitre 216: Old church

Dark clouds gathered in the sky and the weather became unusually windy today. At a distance, you could see a man walking towards a dilapidated church. The church was in shambles with its old pillars and walls surrounded by creepers and vines. If not for the cross that was engraved on the entrance, anyone could easily disguise it as a shady building where people used to worship Satan.

The man was wearing a formal set of black uniform. Though his face was covered with a black mask, it could not hide the handsomeness of him. He was a tall and strapped man. His coat was fluttering because of wind and his voice, but it did not affect him. He maintained his calm composure and entered the church.