The Last Sentinel

"Lu Bu, restrain your strength! If you continue your fierce attack, I don't know if the myriad realms will perish, but the entire Bridge of Ferryman will be shattered!"

"It's over. Marquis Wen has gone berserk. You can only pray for your own good fortune!"

"Grit your teeth and hold on! The outline of the other side is clearly visible now. Just give it your all!"

A deafening roar tore through the chaotic airflow, the River of Reverse Entropy surged with towering waves, and the divine bridge, constructed entirely of golden glazed tiles, trembled violently, with terrifying spiderweb-like cracks spreading across its surface.

Occasionally, a child of shallow destiny might slip and fall into the river below. Those warriors with only version 1.0 of enhanced bodies simply cannot withstand the erosion of the heat death law of the second universe. Under the crushing force of the special rules of the River of Reverse Entropy, their bodies cannot even maintain a single frame of existence, instantly becoming ethereal and disintegrating, and finally dissipating into the most basic pure energy particles of the universe without a trace.

Only those cosmic warriors who have completely shed their mortal form and transformed into 2.0 micro-satellite life forms can stay briefly in the River of Reverse Entropy; only those who have reached the combat power of a 3.0 planetary level can move freely and fight freely in the raging river waves.

The swift, icy, silvery-blue river water pounded against the bridge, where three top-tier martial artists with a combat power of level 3.0 stood guard at the forefront.

Dian Wei and Xu Chu stood at the left and right ends of the divine bridge, restraining the water pressure, while Guan Yu, the God of War, stood in the center, wielding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade. The blade whistled through the air, often unleashing a powerful blade beam that could stretch for thousands of meters.

One after another, the blue blade flashed fiercely into the rushing river, carving out a temporary, crisscrossing channel in the surging waves. But the water was inherently shapeless; with each cleavage, the river would instantly recede and surge back. Guan Yu could only endlessly swing his blade to cut through the waves, forcibly carving a path to the other side with brute force.

After repeating this process a hundred times, the Martial Saint, single-handedly, carved out a vast road across the raging, entropy-reversing river.

Under immense pressure, Guan Yu casually recited half a line of poetry between strikes, a sudden shift in tone: "I draw my sword to cut the water, but the water flows on; I still don't have a girlfriend!"

The soldiers fleeing from the rear picked up on the joke, adding a touch of absurd humor to the oppressive and desperate situation:

"Trying to cut water with a knife only makes it flow more; working overtime and facing intense competition only makes things worse!"

"You can't cut water with a knife; your purse is empty, and everything brings sorrow!"

"You can't cut water with a knife; life is all about living it up!"

The 100-meter-tall Dian Wei clung desperately to the edge of the trembling, cracking bridge, roaring, "Yun Chang! With a formidable enemy at our doorstep, what are you spouting nonsense for!"

Without turning his head, Guan Yu cleaved through the oncoming wall of water with his crescent blade once more, his breath heavy: "The pressure of the laws is too strong, my physical body is nearing its limit, I can only relieve the pressure by muttering incessantly."

Xu Chu reminded him in a deep voice, "Hold on a little longer, the land on the other side is almost in sight."

Upon hearing the sound, Guan Yu looked up at the opposite bank of the river. Through the hazy mist, a vast and illusory landscape slowly emerged. Majestic mountains pierced the chaotic sky, and a long river cascaded down from the heavens. It was both unfamiliar and strangely familiar. Just as everyone's spirits lifted slightly, a deadly undercurrent suddenly surged from the depths of the river.

"Danger!"

Guan Yu reacted extremely quickly, holding his Green Dragon Crescent Blade horizontally in front of his chest. However, the dark, silvery-blue current that contained the potential energy of the entire river crashed down like an invisible, heavy fist, striking the blade with tremendous force.

A deafening explosion resounded throughout the universe. Guan Yu's majestic body flew backward like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the already cracked surface of the divine bridge. The glazed bridge, already on the verge of collapse, could no longer withstand the impact and shattered, sending golden fragments flying into the sky. Behind him, a large number of warriors who could not regain their footing lost their footing and fell into the treacherous River of Reverse Entropy.

"Quick! 2.0 satellite warriors, immediately lift up the 1.0 enhanced one! A lower-level body will be crushed by the laws the moment it touches the river water!"

"The river was turbulent, making it impossible to even begin!"

"Instantly manifest your true form, using celestial bodies as your anchor!"

A series of booming sounds erupted from the crowd as the satellite-level cosmic warriors decisively disintegrated their physical bodies. Their souls, along with the surrounding interstellar elements, rapidly reassembled, and giant celestial bodies, thousands of meters high, rose from the river surface, standing like bamboo shoots after a spring rain amidst the raging torrents.

These figures, constructed from human imagination, come in all shapes and sizes and are extremely quirky: some are lying lazily, some are stretching and yawning, some are posing like strongmen exercising, and some are even standing on one leg like a golden rooster, firmly rooted in the river.

In comparison, the regular spherical satellite body appears conservative and rigid in the face of such imaginative creations.

The group of Tier 1.0 enhanced warriors hurriedly climbed to the top of the giant celestial statue, looking down at the roaring, churning Anti-Entropy River below. They all gasped in horror, still shaken. However, the makeshift shelter was far from absolutely safe. The deadly undercurrent that had just knocked Guan Yu away still lurked and surged in the depths of the river, its killing intent undiminished.

"Dian Wei, be careful! A ferocious beast lurks in the waters to your left!"

Dian Wei whirled around, and the silvery-blue river surged skyward, creating a wall of waves several meters high. A gigantic black shadow, thousands of meters long, fully revealed itself from the water, its terrifying maw swooping down with a devastating force. Dian Wei, whose body was only about three hundred meters tall, was utterly insignificant before this behemoth. He desperately tried to block with his twin iron halberds, but the beast's brute strength still ripped his right arm apart, swallowing it whole.

The giant beast surged with massive waves, then turned its head to devour the heavily injured Dian Wei whole.

"Stop your madness, you beast!"

A crimson mountain, engulfed in flames, crashed down from the sky. A crimson chain, over ten meters thick, wrapped around the entire mountain, transforming into a giant meteor hammer that slammed down on the beast's head with the force to destroy stars and the moon.

The violent impact shattered the waves surrounding the ferocious beast, finally revealing its full form to everyone: its body resembled neither a dragon nor a snake, with long, slender legs like centipedes lining its sides, and its mouth filled with layers of sharp, interlocking fangs, making it look ferocious and terrifying. Struck on the head by Xu Chu's heavy blow, the giant beast was momentarily dazed and confused, frozen on the river surface, briefly lost in thought.

"A golden opportunity!"

"Now!"

Using the momentum of the water, Guan Yu suddenly flashed behind the ferocious beast, his long sword unsheathed, its sharpness fully revealed. A low shout echoed across the river: "Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Slash!"

The Green Dragon Crescent Blade condensed a magnificent, visible azure energy wave, transforming into a rainbow spanning a long river, and slammed into the beast's back with unparalleled destructive power. This sneak attack, in terms of its angle of attack, explosive force, and accuracy, was a move that could be considered a fatal strike.

The Martial Saint's eyes were resolute, and he was full of confidence: if he were to strike the moon with all his might, he could carve a long ravine on the earth's surface that was comparable to the East African Rift Valley. He did not believe that the strange beast nurtured by the River of Reverse Entropy could withstand it.

A cyan light pierced through the air, forcefully pushing aside the towering waves. The outcome of this life-or-death battle, relying on the divine bridge to cross the River of Reverse Entropy, would be decided by a single strike.