Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

Colin, accompanied by his deputy, the little princess of the Mowish family, entered 418 Carfa Avenue, where the Church guards had already cordoned off the area. The young priest saw the pile of ashes on the ground and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows twice.

Wraith witches, formless spirits, spiritual body killers.

"What kind of monster is our little brother to have taken out something like this?" Margaret bent down, wiped the ashes with her finger, and then looked up at Colin with an incredulous face.

"Why don't we go and ask him," Colin suggested while noticing the blasted-open door on the first floor: "Fellow believer, what happened here?" he asked one of the nearby Church guards.

The guard glanced at him and, with a somewhat pleading look, turned to a nearby team leader, who immediately came over: "Fellow believer, it was an explosive. According to believer Malin, he used his assignment for class as an explosive here, and from the looks of it, it worked unexpectedly well. In certain situations, it might even turn the tables against spiritual entities."

"That is indeed great news, fellow believer. To receive such praise from you, where is our brother Malin? We're eager to get the detailed report on all this," Colin felt this was truly good news—the spiritual bodies were the most common and troublesome among the formless spirits. The majority of the casualties among the grassroots personnel each year were due to spiritual entity incidents.

"He and his sister are upstairs, and we have already set up an Anti-spiritual Array here. There's also a small Dispelling Array set up by His Excellency Gaiate on the second floor, so please rest assured."

"Hmm, thank you, fellow believer."

With this information, Colin and Margaret quickly made their way upstairs.