The Last Sentinel

"Ding! Sentinel Ye Feng has entered the desolate universe."

"Ding! Sentinel Ye Feng has received the [Wish Compass]."

"Ding! Sentinel Ye Feng has not yet discovered the bond mark on the [Wish Compass]. The sentinel coordinates have been anchored and you can follow at any time."

As soon as Ye Feng entered the desolate universe, a series of messages appeared on the screen.

Looking at the information on the screen, Duan Xiaolong remained completely calm.

Jerry, looking at the information above, shouted, "What are you waiting for! Let's go! Catch up with the sentry right now!"

Duan Xiaolong rubbed his hands together, his eyes icy. "And then what?"

Jerry said, "Let's fire! Kill Ye Feng and send him to another world!"

Duan Xiaolong pointed at Jerry, "Can you beat the Sentinel?"

Jerry said, "I... I'm just a wandering merchant, how could I possibly fight a Sentinel like a cosmic warrior! Isn't that what you're here for?"

Duan Xiaolong said, "I can't beat the sentry."

Jerry asked, puzzled, "Didn't you say there was a bond inequality between you and the Sentinel? That as the Sentinel grows stronger, you also become stronger due to the power of that bond! How come you're saying you can't beat the Sentinel now?"

Duan Xiaolong stared intently at the distance of the Sentinel's coordinates flashing on the screen. "I'm not the only one with a bond with the Sentinel. The bond power is too scattered. The bond power I possess is simply not enough to deal with the Sentinel. Unless we can gather all the bond power together, then relying on the influence of the cosmic rules bond formula, we might have a chance to fight the Sentinel."

On the screen, the will of the Hundred-Ton King Machine God released a series of messages: "What do you want to do?"

Duan Xiaolong turned around and looked at the deep, floating asteroid belt outside the spaceship. Looking further into the distance, he saw the desolate universe.

On the deck of the spaceship, a disheveled pirate and a bearded fellow were drinking heavily, discussing something as they drank.

"Jack, tell me the truth, are we able to return to the Warhammer universe this time?"

"It should be possible."

What do you mean by "should be okay"?

"Mr. Jones, no," Jack, disheveled and shaking the bottle in his hand, slurred drunkenly, "Jones, I really don't understand why you're so obsessed with returning to that awful universe. Have you ever paid taxes to the Empire? The moment we go back, the Inquisition's Tax-Collecting Knights will be holding bomb muskets to our heads to collect our taxes!"

Jones's eyes were deep and unfathomable. "I don't need to tell you my thoughts. I just want to know if I can go back."

Jack spread his hands and said, "I've even handed over the Wish Compass. I have nothing left now. In fact, my Black Pearl has been requisitioned. This ship has been merged with that damned Machine God. I can't answer your question."

Jones said unhappily, "My Flying Dutchman has also been requisitioned. That damned truck god merged our ships into a new one, wanting to fight against the Red Fist. That's just wishful thinking. No one knows the Red Fist better than us. That ship has absorbed so much energy now that it's no match for us, the Black Pearl and the Flying Dutchman."

Just then, the spaceship suddenly shook violently, and a series of alarms sounded.

"Warning! Intense spacetime ripples detected!"

"Warning! Unknown target detected!"

Not far from the spaceship, a terrifying dark matter rift was blasted open, and several spaceships sped out, their black scepter markings standing out prominently.

Jones exclaimed, "This...this is the Invincible Fleet! It's the Sabbitan fleet!"

Jack circled his glass and chuckled, "Isn't this normal? Mr. Dragon wants enough power to fight the Sentinels, and the guy with the strongest bond with the Sentinels is Charlie Darwin, who has fought and lost against them repeatedly. Mr. Dragon needs Charlie's power to send the Sentinels across the universe, to open the barrier between the myriad worlds, and to bring us back to the Warhammer universe."

Before long, the flagship of the invincible fleet slowly sailed to the opposite side of the Mech God spaceship.

On the flagship's deck, two figures whistled down and landed in front of Duan Xiaolong.

Charlie was dressed in a black, tight-fitting combat suit, with a single-eye combat capability tester over his left eye. His eyes were cold, and his face was full of arrogance.

Beside Charlie stood a two-foot-tall red-haired canine-like creature with a pair of dark, sullen eyes, wearing black armor, and its red tail swaying gently, exuding an indescribable arrogance.

Faced with this man and dog, Duan Xiaolong stomped his foot heavily, and strands of metal alloy began to gather around his body. In an instant, Duan Xiaolong changed into a suit of metal armor, the edges of which were covered in gleaming magic stones.

Charlie watched Duan Xiaolong's transformation with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Interesting, a Tier 2.0 satellite-level cosmic warrior."

The red-haired puppy beside Charlie grinned and said, "No, junior brother, you've misjudged him. He's very close to 2.0, but hasn't broken through yet. You should be a 1.8, or even a 1.9 level enhanced warrior. If he wants to break through to 2.0, he must devour the will of this spaceship—a 2.0 mechanical god."

Duan Xiaolong stared at the red-haired puppy. "Sir, what's your name?"

"Steve," said the red-haired puppy, "you can also call me the Crimson King."

Charlie, who has always been unruly, pointed to the red-haired puppy and introduced, "This is Steve Red King, one of the strongest warriors in my Black Tower. He was once a reincarnation of a Level 5.0 Constellation-level Space Warrior, and is now a Level 3.0 Planetary-level Space Warrior."

The red-haired puppy interrupted Charlie, "I was just unlucky. I encountered a cosmic catastrophe and was later ambushed, which caused me to fall in realm twice. Otherwise, with my strength, even a barbarian god would have to respectfully call me the Red King."

Duan Xiaolong nodded and said, "It's a pleasure to meet Mr. Charlie and Senior Red King. I have only one suggestion for today's meeting, and that is Sentinel Ye Feng."

Red King laughed. "Sentinel Ye Feng, it's him again! Tell me, what fate do you want for the sentinel?"

Duan Xiaolong said, "I want to make the Sentinels disappear from our universe."

Charlie Darwin said, "That's good. My goal is to defeat the Sentinels, and it seems our goals are not conflicting."

Duan Xiaolong said, "In that case, let's follow them, keep up with the sentries..."

But Red King interrupted Duan Xiaolong, "Kid, Sentinel is a genuine Tier 2.0 cosmic warrior. He can sense that you, a guy below his level, are plotting against him. The reason he hasn't attacked you is simply because the Bond Rules have shielded your coordinate information. If you follow in his footsteps, you're just courting death."

Duan Xiaolong looked at the Red King, "As you say, senior, what should I do?"

The Red King strolled ahead of the group, speaking in an old-fashioned tone, "If we want to defeat this guy, we need to think further ahead and act more ruthlessly than him. Only by setting up our plans in front of him can we maximize our chances of eliminating the Sentinel! Therefore, we must get ahead of the Sentinel."

Duan Xiaolong said, "This is going to be quite difficult! We have no idea which direction the sentry will use the Wish Compass to go..."

Charlie Darwin said, "You don't need to worry about that. Lord Red King knows. After all, Lord Red King is a god-level life form born from the Pillar of Creation. He was born as a 2.0 satellite-level cosmic warrior. The Red King's true form is so powerful that it will suffocate you."

The Red King waved its paw. "Enough talk! All ships, head into the desolate universe! The rest is up to me!"

"yes!"

"Keep up!"

In the blink of an eye, several ships from the Invincible Fleet and Duan Xiaolong's Machine God ship entered the dark, desolate universe.