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Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

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One hundred and fifty-one: Surprise (2)_2

"Thanks, I owe you one again," Logan said, after taking out an anti-spiritual sight spiritual fabric from his pocket, he draped it over himself.

Malin turned around, with the purple light in his hand illuminating the area not far away, causing wraiths to wail as they retreated from the light's range: "Wraiths, our guests have arrived, and the quality isn't bad."

"Wraiths, I thought at most there would be female spectres, stronger than imagined," the Assistant Priest nodded. He activated the Holy Aura—this was one of the Church of Justice's most reliable super abilities against ghostly Spiritual Bodies. All Spiritual Bodies attacking a target with an active Holy Aura would receive full counter-damage, and become confused within 12 yards of the aura, ignoring targets that they couldn't bypass through exemptions.

To avoid any mishaps, the Assistant Priest also activated the Holy Abode, the same mini-abode that Malin had given to Logan.