The blinding white light seemed like a sharp knife cutting through the sky, and what happened next was so fast that all the soldiers from the Defensive Army couldn’t react in time.

First came a few explosive roars, then a group of fox tails spewing blue propulsion flames flew out from the Great Cathedral, followed by a dense barrage of scorching beams. The shuttles hovering in the air were instantly blown apart, and countless figures, difficult to capture with the naked eye, appeared all around.

These were Artificial Saintesses — their number even surpassed the Church Group soldiers present.

Some of the slower Artificial Saintesses couldn’t even distribute a single enemy, only desperately sending messages through the Mind Network, asking the sisters ahead to keep the cuts minimal and leave some room for them to finish.

Yu Sheng didn’t even have time to step out of the Holy Hall before the battle outside was already over; this small detachment from the nearest base to check the Holy Hall was wiped out completely.

"Their combat prowess isn’t impressive at all," Erin said, running onto the battlefield with her beloved frying pan, looking at the smoking shuttle wreckage outside, "This pathetic bunch came to protect the Great Cathedral — I think they’re even worse than those Hidden Monastery rabble we encountered before."

"Nonsense, they’re just security soldiers suppressing peasants on Medieval agricultural planets. The fiercest battles they’ve encountered are probably hunting wild boars," Yu Sheng said casually, "Moreover, any somewhat capable units must have been sent to support the Saint Realm."

"The ground forces on this planet aren’t limited to just this," Hu Li’s voice came from beside, surrounded by clusters of ethereal blue Fox Fire, several large silver tails floating in the air behind her, "This batch might have only sensed the situation at the Great Cathedral and came to check it out. The commotion from the earlier battle should quickly attract more enemies."

Yu Sheng said nothing, only glanced behind him.

Luna was standing there, with the girl named Alfne beside her.

More steel figures stood on the open ground before the Holy Hall — these perfect shells crafted with Forbidden technology appeared elegant and cold, with entirely identical appearances.

The Brass Knight Order stood behind them, only emptiness within their heavy armor.

In the Great Cathedral of the Soul Wilderness, Yu Sheng saw their other forms, young men and women with vibrant faces.

But here, he couldn’t recognize them at all.

The air carried the scent of blood, the wreckage of the downed shuttles still burning on the nearby wasteland, with the massive temple-like building standing quietly on the hill behind the Artificial Saintesses and Knight Order, coated in a dim yellow by the setting sun.

A radiant figure appeared in the sky, silently descending from the temple roof behind Luna and Alfne, hovering in the air.

This scene unexpectedly conveyed a certain saintly aura.

"I think there’s no need for us to act anymore," Yu Sheng said to Hu Li and Erin, "Let’s have Luna lead the Saintesses and Knight Order to ’welcome’ those enemies. The defense forces in the atmosphere can’t match them, and the forces outside the atmosphere... leave them to Baili Qing and Red."

Luna suddenly raised her head, her targeting radar detected the energy response from shuttle engines.

So she set out with her team.

Then explosions and fireballs could be heard and seen rising from a distant hilly region away from the Great Cathedral.

Yu Sheng climbed onto the roof of the Holy Hall with Hu Li and Erin.

It was a large facility, its outer part had temple-like grandeur structures, with a tall church and several towers at the front, and laboratories and factories at the back.

While Alfne led the team’s killing of the priests and technicians, they cautiously avoided damaging machines that they couldn’t understand.

They hated those assembly lines and furnaces but knew these things had their uses.

Dust rose from the distant plain where several Artificial Saintesses, accompanied by their Guard Knight Order, set out to quickly eliminate any Church troops attempting to approach the Great Cathedral, and proceed toward the boundary of the plain, destroying all Hidden Monastery outposts along the way.

Luna’s team was crossing the hills behind the Great Cathedral, while simultaneously her Mind was coordinating teams in the Great Cathedral in the Soul Wilderness.

Under her allocation, more than a dozen small forces quickly departed Yu Sheng’s sight, beginning to spread out across the entire Church control area centered around the Great Cathedral.

No one realized she had such command talent.

Yu Sheng lay back on the rooftop, squinting at the sky.

A faint crack was opening outside the atmosphere; a staggering circular megastructure was emerging from the crack, its massive form blocking the sunlight, casting a twilight-like shadow into the atmosphere.

Tiny flashes appeared around the circular shadow, then began spreading, like ripples of starlight mirrored in the sky.

"The United Fleet has arrived," Baili Qing’s voice came through the headphones, "Beginning engagement with planetary defense forces."

The sunlight was gradually descending, the clouds slowly gaining a layer of dark red tinge.

Dusk was approaching, and when the orange-red sun was about to touch the distant horizon, Erin suddenly stood up, excitedly pointing at the sky.

"Yu Sheng, Yu Sheng! Look, meteors!"

Yu Sheng looked up and saw bright flames appearing in the atmosphere, those fireballs disintegrating above the clouds, splitting into numerous brighter points, trailing long luminous tails as they crossed the sky.

It looks just like a meteor shower.

"Those are the remnants of warships entering the atmosphere," Yu Sheng squinted his eyes, "Normally, salvage ships would tow the valuable large wreckage to a high orbit, but the small debris that slips through will still fall into the atmosphere... Don’t worry, they’ll mostly burn up during the fall."

The little puppet blinked, her blue pupils reflecting the twilight sky, along with those "meteors" lighting up the sky.

Then she suddenly frowned.

"Your explanation isn’t romantic at all. Aren’t you, at least, some kind of writer?" The little puppet put her hands on her hips, "Just pretend they’re meteors."

Yu Sheng lowered his head, "Why not make a wish?"

"...Alright."

The little puppet pondered in some direction, and then a pleased expression appeared on her face. She earnestly clasped her hands together, closed her eyes facing the rain of falling warship debris entering the atmosphere.

Yu Sheng was very curious about what this little thing could wish for, but in the end, he didn’t ask.

Because, with the puppet’s personality, if she wanted to say something, she couldn’t help but reveal it herself.

A pure white figure then rose from the edge of the rooftop. The "artificial angel" looked up, seemingly curious about the "meteor shower" in the sky.

Huge wings of light gently swayed behind her, occasionally emitting a pleasant hum of spiritual resonance.

She suddenly floated into the air, and in the increasingly darkening sky after dusk, beneath the rain of warship debris falling from the atmosphere, the "angel" slowly turned around, gently flapping her wings, and turned around again.

She seemed to be dancing.

She was happy.

Yu Sheng then laughed, leaning against Hu Li’s fluffy large tail, watching the magnificent spectacle of fire rain streaking across the sky.

Erin was right, it really did look like meteors.

...

At the same time, deep within the Soul Wilderness, inside a black Great Cathedral.

The chapel hall was now bustling, yet there was a somewhat eerie atmosphere.

Luna was commanding the battles in the real world in the hall. She divided the artificial saintesses who arrived on Pasture Star into dozens of battle groups, each led by its own guard knight order, and each group sent a representative to communicate directly with her in the preaching hall of the Great Cathedral.

The progress of each group in the real world was immediately compiled here, and on a black high wall behind Luna, a terrain map was slowly wriggling and expanding, presenting more and more detailed annotations.

Communication stations, supply stations, barracks, factories...

Clearly, Luna used her building skills in this soul world to sculpt the sand table.

As information continued to converge, new groups were constantly dispatched to various places to uproot those Hidden Monastery facilities.

Luna and her sisters gathered in this hall, while their real-world bodies, along with their teams, had already spread throughout the entire church-controlled area.

Some battle groups had already reached the control zone border, under those towering watchtowers, they could already glimpse the castles and villages of the Kingdom Border.

Alfne told Luna she saw some border towns brightly lit, with tower bells ringing and panicked townspeople emerging from the towns, gathering outside the village walls, but not daring to approach the barrier formed by the linked watchtowers.

Clearly, the meteor rain falling from the sky caused panic among those villagers.

However, surrounded by the watchtowers, the "Holy Teaching Country" was a prohibited zone forbidding civilian approach; for centuries, the Hidden Monastery had set strict rules on this land, and no one dared to take a single step over.

After cautious consideration, Luna decided not to pay attention to the matters outside the walls for the time being.

In the short term, she couldn’t explain to the villagers outside the wall what was happening here; she couldn’t even tell those elders and folks who she was or where she came from.

The tall steel puppets and hollow brass armor, in the eyes of the simple yet ignorant villagers, were not the sacred soldiers of the kingdom, but more like the extraterritorial monsters the church had long advertised to everyone.

The cognitive veil wasn’t just draped over the minds of the saintess and knights; under this lie woven for hundreds of years, this veil also covered the heads of their family and friends in another form.

Just like that, blood flowed all night in the Hidden Monastery control zone, fire burned all night, and the meteor rain illuminating the sky also fell all night.

Before dawn the next day, the last priest of the Hidden Monastery entrenched on this planet was beheaded by Luna herself—ultimately, he did not see the sun of the next day.