The moment the light faded, Lin Yue felt as if the thread of time was suddenly tugged by an invisible, immense force, straining it to its limit. The force was so strong that she could almost hear the thread vibrating, as if it were about to break.

At the same time, the image of a balanced universe suddenly unfolded before her eyes like a shattered mirror. In the sky, a two-colored nebula intertwined and collided like two vast vortexes. One half emanated a dark purple-black glow, representing increasing entropy, while the other half shone with a faint silvery-white light, symbolizing decreasing entropy. These two lights intertwined and entangled, forming a constantly twisting vortex of space and time, as if the heart of the universe were beating violently.

Looking down at the ground, the scene was even more bizarre. Here grew a life form, part mechanical, part plant. Its roots were composed of countless tightly wound gears, while its leaves shimmered with liquid starlight, like twinkling stars in the night sky. These organisms seemed to interact with their surroundings in a strange way, their presence evoking a sense of both strangeness and mystery.

"The laws of physics here... are in complete chaos!" Lu Li's golden code pulsated violently across his body, six afterimages overlapping and separating. He took a step when the ground beneath him suddenly grew in reverse, wrapping his metal boots into flower buds. The calico cat's gear collar spun frantically, emitting a burst of blue light that sliced ​​through the plant metal that trapped Lu Li, only to find that the flying fragments reassembled in mid-air into sharp arrows, hurling themselves towards the three of them.

Lin Yue stood in a chaotic void, holding the thread of time tightly in her hand. Her eyes were focused and determined. She swung the thread like a master weaver, weaving it into a solid shield.

The moment the silk thread touched the arrow, seventeen brilliant colored lines appeared on the surface of the shield. These lines were like the veins of the universe, crisscrossing and emitting a mysterious light.

At that moment, the seventeen-colored gem fragments on Lin Yue's body suddenly resonated strongly, echoing with the two-colored nebula above her head. Then, ripples appeared in the void, and a huge holographic projection appeared before Lin Yue.

The figure in the projection was blurry, but judging by its outline and voice, it was the image left by the First Guardian. His voice was deep and serious: "Balanced universe is the intersection of increasing and decreasing entropy, and the 'Entropy Balance Center' at the core is the key to maintaining the balance of all cosmic narratives. However, now..."

Before he could finish his words, the projection suddenly distorted violently, as if disturbed by some powerful force. In the image, the Entropy Weaver's remaining consciousness was frantically invading the core through the cracks in space and time, and the entropy virus it brought with it had already infiltrated every corner of the core.

"The entropy virus has infiltrated. If it is not eliminated in time, the entire multiverse will fall into an eternal entropy chaos!" The voice of the first generation guardian revealed a hint of anxiety and helplessness.

The calico cat's tail lashed out with flying gear blades, severing the approaching mechanical vines. "The core is at the intersection of the two-colored nebulae! But these guardians... their energy fluctuations are derived from the same source as the entropy core!" Before he could finish his words, the ground cracked and eight giant mechanical spiders burst forth. Their carapaces were covered in entropy spells, and their mouthparts spewed not silk but a black slime that corroded spacetime. Lu Li's golden code transformed into a swarm of blades, but the moment they touched the slime, they were disintegrated into data streams.

"Use narrative resonance!" Lin Yue stabbed the thread into the ground, and seventeen colors of light spread along the cracks. The mechanical ballads of the steampunk universe, the code poems of the cyberworld, the spell laws of magical civilization—these diverse narrative forces converged through the thread. When the thread touched the giant spider's carapace, the spell began to disintegrate, revealing the silver insignia of the first generation of guardians beneath—it turned out that these guardians were also the remains of the Chrono Warriors, contaminated by entropy.

Just as they were breaking through the defenses, the two-colored nebula suddenly collided violently. The outline of the Entropy Balance Center emerged from the energy storm: a giant hourglass composed of liquid time and quantum data. Dark matter, increasing entropy, flowed at the top, while antimatter, decreasing entropy, surged at the bottom. The narrow channel in the middle maintained a delicate balance. At the top of the hourglass, the remnant of the Entropy Weaver's consciousness transformed into purple mist, frantically corroding the structure on the side of increasing entropy.

"Oh no! He's trying to reverse the flow of entropy!" Lu Li's golden code constructed an acceleration matrix in mid-air, and the three of them transformed into streams of light, rushing towards the center. But the moment they approached, they were repelled by an invisible force—a fatal paradox field existed at the junction of the two-colored nebula. Any energy of a single attribute would cause space-time to collapse. Lin Yue's gem fragments suddenly reorganized, projecting the final memory of the first generation guardian: "Only by combining the forces of entropy increase and entropy decrease can the paradox be broken."

The calico cat's gear collar began to rotate in reverse, drawing entropy-reducing energy from the surrounding environment. Lu Li, in turn, switched the golden code to chaos mode, absorbing entropy-increasing dark matter. Lin Yue's thread of time weaved between the two, weaving the two opposing energies into a spiral of light. The moment the light touched the paradox field, the space resounded like shattering glass, and a passageway to the core appeared.

However, the moment they entered the passage, the three men fell into their own mental dilemmas. Lu Li's six afterimages battled each other, each representing his fear of failure. The calico cat's gear collar began to disintegrate, shattering into sharp fragments that pierced itself. Lin Yue's thread of time grew wildly, entangling her into a cocoon, within which replayed the illusion of her inability to save her companions.

"This is... the mental pollution caused by the Entropy Virus!" Lin Yue bit her tongue, using the pain to awaken her consciousness. Her seventeen-colored gems chimed mournfully, and the threads channeled a warm glow along the wounded areas. Lu Li's golden code gradually merged amidst the internal conflict, forming a brand new data form. The gears of the calico cat reassembled, emitting a blue light even more dazzling than before.

As the three of them emerged from their mental illusion, the Entropy Balance Center was on the verge of collapse. The Entropy Weaver's purple mist completely dominated the increasing entropy side, and the dark matter within the hourglass poured into the decreasing entropy zone like a flood. Lin Yue tossed the fused band of light toward the center. Lu Li's golden code formed a stable framework, and the calico cat's gear collar vibrated at an overclocked frequency. Under the impact of the three-colored light, the purple mist screamed in despair, revealing the final fragments of the Entropy Weaver's consciousness.

"Why... won't you accept the inevitable?" The Entropy Weaver's voice tinged with endless despair. Lin Yue's time refused to entangle the fragments. Amidst the seventeen-colored light, countless images of reborn civilizations emerged: the core of the Emerald Dream universe's annual rings regrown, the gears of a steampunk city played a melody of hope. "Because the fate of the universe shouldn't be determined by one person," she whispered.

The fragments of the Entropy Weaver's consciousness slowly dissipated in the light, and the Entropy Balance Center began to reverse course. The uncontrolled entropy flow was redirected back on track, and the two-colored nebula returned to calm. But just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a tiny crack suddenly appeared at the bottom of the hourglass, and a drop of black liquid containing chaotic energy dripped out - an even older crisis was quietly awakening in the shadows of the balanced universe.