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Of course, this is just an ideal plan. Big Harry doesn't have much confidence in implementing it. After all, his understanding and knowledge of psionic energy are limited to what the Time Administration Bureau has. As for technology, needless to say, in the eyes of those in Hebron and Kamar-Taj, it would only receive a mediocre evaluation.

But Big Harry is good at using equipment and tools made with psionic energy. After all, the Time Administration Bureau also has the function of spreading psionic energy. He had mastered some of the instruments from Hebron during his training.

"That's good. Since you took the initiative to show up, I don't need to waste time looking for you. In any case, as long as I can obtain the knowledge in your brain, I will eventually find a way to solve this trouble," the darkness on Doom surged again, and his voice became sharp.

Reed, in his disheveled state, has greatly diminished his appeal to Doom. His current target is the newly appeared Harry Osborn and his son.

"Is he still human?" Little Harry looked at Doom's distorted body and shivered. He had always thought that psionic energy was a great energy source. Even though Big Harry had repeatedly told him about the dangers of psionic energy, he had never really seen how dangerous it was. But the distortion of Doom in front of him made Little Harry truly see the erosive nature of psionic energy. The soldiers being controlled like puppets showed him the extremely rapid and highly polluting nature of psionic energy to intelligent life.

"Of course, he can't be considered human anymore," Big Harry replied with certainty. "He has been severely eroded by psionic energy. In the words of the mages, he has been cursed and suffered a backlash from the energy. In technical terms, he has been infected and transformed into another life form."

"So, he's no longer the human he used to be, right?" Little Harry concluded.

"You can understand it that way. If human personality is diverse, then the transformed life is only a biased singularity. It's a failed evolution.

Of course, this is not what I said, but what the technicians of Hebron said. They believe that all those who cannot maintain their original human form, mental consciousness, and ideals are failures. Because the closer this transformation process gets to the end, the more their mental consciousness is affected and distorted. They have their memories and all the knowledge and skills they had as humans, but they are no longer the same species or soul," Big Harry said. It was the first time he had personally observed the transformation process of psionic erosion and pollution on the front line. The mental oppression and spiritual filth made him feel very uncomfortable.

Big Harry didn't want to be infected by the pollution source in front of him and then transformed into one of them.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, but can we deal with this guy first? After we're done, can't we eat and chat?" Johnny pulled out a wall of fire to block Doom's shadow attack. He complained to the two Harrys with some displeasure in his heart.

"How do we deal with him? Cut off the door behind him? I observed that the source of his power comes from the world behind that door," Reed also came up. He had already observed during the previous battle that the majestic and oppressive energy source in Doom's body, which caused his mutation and self-healing from his psionic bombs, was the door behind Doom.

Reed even thought that the reason why Doom was staying here was not just because of his dislike and aversion to himself, but perhaps also related to that door.

"Solve it? The best way is to seal him. Terminate his transformation process," Big Harry shook his head.

"How to seal him?" Reed asked subconsciously.

"That requires certain devices, or some mages," Big Harry said helplessly. He was just a clerk! A clerk! The incident happened suddenly, and he didn't have any time to prepare and respond. Therefore, the equipment specially used by the Time Administration Bureau to seal certain energies and creatures was not available at all. He himself couldn't manufacture those equipment. That was Hebron's exclusive technology.

"Then kill him? How about killing him?" Johnny and his sister fought Doom in the air, blocking his approach, while asking eagerly.

"If you can do it," Big Harry shrugged. The symbiote suit switched to pollution prevention mode. This mass-produced symbiote was selected by the Time Administration Bureau from Osborn, who had obtained the corresponding technical authorization from Hebron, specifically to provide its own warriors as isolation protective clothing. Its added combat power was only an attachment.

It can well protect the symbiote from energy erosion within a certain pollution index. Whether it is dark energy or dark psionic energy erosion, etc.

Of course, the protection of this mass-produced symbiote is not 100%. Some unlucky people in heavily polluted areas failed to leave in time, or did not tear off the symbiote suit after reaching a safe area. Then the symbiote, which exceeded the protection level and was polluted in turn, would also subtly pollute its symbiote.

Every time a mission is carried out, if there is high-dimensional energy or psionic energy in the mission area, then a cleaning procedure must be performed when returning to the Time Administration Bureau.

But now, looking at the degree of Doom's distortion and the detected concentration of psionic energy, Big Harry was a little worried whether the symbiote protective suit he made in a limited environment could withstand the erosion of psionic energy.

After all, erosion, pollution, high entanglement are the most troublesome aspects of psionic energy. If the power of the abyss begins to appear and descend, then the best thing for all life in this universe and even the nearby areas to do is to end themselves. This is a kind of liberation.

"Don't you have any way?" Reed wanted to help his girlfriend and friends, but looking at Big Harry, who was pulling out a ball of liquid from his body and tinkering with something, he still asked unwillingly.

The strength and perversion shown by Doom were beyond imagination. The other party couldn't be killed at all. No matter how much damage he suffered, even if Susan's mental power squeezed him into a pile of minced meat, he could still recover and pollute and erase part of Susan's power.

This made Susan's power become lower and lower, while Doom's strength became stronger and stronger with the influx of energy from the door. The psionic restraint methods applied by Big Harry when he appeared also became less and less effective.

Doom now looked like a humanoid creature with an octopus face. The iron mask and flesh were combined together and activated by psionic energy.

"He is now a source of dark psionic energy pollution. Killing him is meaningless! Death is not the end, but the beginning of disaster in this world. The end is the most troublesome and headache-inducing aspect of high-dimensional energy," Big Harry ignored Reed's words and still carefully controlled the psionic energy he extracted to shape the black liquid in his hand.

"So, you came here just to tell us that there is no way to solve this trouble?" Reed was a little exasperated.

"Of course, you and I can't solve this trouble. There are no instruments, no manpower, and no time. Professional things should be done by professionals," Big Harry said, throwing the liquid in his hand on the ground, watching it merge into the ground and escape towards the door.

"Where are the professionals?" Reed glanced around.

"We need to buy time." Big Harry didn't say that he had already sent out a call for help. As long as he could seize control of the door's energy, mixed with the energy he had accumulated using Osborn's resources, and emit it in the form of observable fluctuating signals by the Time Administration Bureau, the rest would be up to fate. Of course, after doing all this, Big Harry must now contain the distorted Doom to buy time for his plan.

Perhaps reinforcements would arrive in the next second, or perhaps reinforcements would not arrive until his death and the destruction of this world by pollution. Big Harry could only pray for good luck in his heart.

If he had the Time Administration Bureau's equipment on him, he might have more confidence now.

Wind, fire, frost, thunder.

The power of magic erupted brilliantly in Doom's hands. The Fantastic Four, including Ben, who had regained consciousness, were defeated one by one in the battle with Doom, except for Reed.

Johnny was frozen on the ground by a large mass of ice. The flames on his body quickly shrank and annihilated under the influx of extreme cold, finally revealing himself. He turned into an ice sculpture-like pillar.

Ben was once again injected with a large amount of psionic energy, and blood-red flames burned from his body again. His eyes also turned blood-red again. His consciousness was tormented by waves of crazy and chaotic whispers.

But when he saw Susan staggering in the thunder, Reed in the rear rushed up, his body as soft and flexible as a snake, stretching out to wrap Susan in layers. Instantly, the lightning in this area twisted into a ball and concentrated on Reed's body. His twisting body was like a tree trunk, with sprawling branches of electric light growing outwards.

Reed's rubber constitution made him highly resistant to thunder, even close to immunity. When the lightning dissipated, Reed fell to the ground like a limp snake, revealing Susan Stone, who was well protected inside.

"Reed!" Susan subconsciously squatted down and hugged Reed, who had shrunk back to his normal human form, only to feel that his body was like he had a high fever and his skin felt a little warm.

"How touching, maybe my greatest mercy is to let you die together?"

Doom's voice came over, and Reed turned his face to look in Doom's direction, only to see the shadow under his feet spreading around like flowing water. A sense of crisis suddenly surged into Reed's heart.

Before Reed could say "run away", he and Susan, who were very tired due to excessive consumption, saw a pitch-black shadow suddenly flash across the ground shadow in front of them. A black blade tip like a mantis arm slashed towards Susan's neck in an instant.

Reed subconsciously stretched out his arms to wrap around Susan's body, wanting to use his rubber constitution to help her resist. At this moment, he didn't even care that his body had no protective effect against this strange shadow blade. He just made the move subconsciously.

His behavior was meaningless.

But Susan did not die either.

A golden crossbow bolt shot over, nailing the leaping shadow to the ground. Reed and Susan could even see that the shadow creature seemed to be twisting and wriggling frantically on the ground because of the pain, like a snake that had been stabbed in its vitals.

Even though this was just a shadow-like creature, Reed and the others actually felt a sense of power from this struggle. But the golden crossbow bolt was firmly nailed to the ground. Soon, the shadow creature that had come alive disappeared and became silent along with the golden crossbow bolt.

"Pay attention, I can't save you every time. I can't use this power many times now." The crossbow turned into a ball of liquid and re-integrated into Big Harry's palm. He gasped for breath. In the absence of psionic energy, the symbiote suit can use the symbiote's emotions as energy. In addition to the protective function, the mass-produced symbiote also has functions such as greatly enhancing combat power and assisting the symbiote in mastering some psionic power and releasing skills.

Big Harry didn't deceive Reed and the others. With his current physical strength and energy, he couldn't continuously release such high-intensity holy light attacks.

The symbiote suddenly rolled Harry backwards twice. Two shadow spikes protruding from the ground slowly merged into the shadows on the ground in the lingering fear of the two Harrys. If the symbiote hadn't taken the initiative to move them back a certain distance, these two spikes should have pierced their hearts based on the angle.

"Limited conditions," Big Harry was glad and also annoyed. If it was the Time Administration Bureau's standard symbiote, then this kind of attack should have shared his senses with him early on and then avoided it early. If it was a symbiote suit that was more inclined to the auxiliary or combat side, danger prediction and energy detection would be more powerful. Instead of discovering it at the last moment and performing extreme avoidance as it is now.

"Wow! Are you guys fighting?"

Suddenly, a somewhat childish female voice rang out in the arena. A petite girl walked out of the door swaggeringly. She was also holding a transparent ball as magnificent as a planet in her hand. Inside the ball, a flame giant burning with raging flames could be vaguely seen roaring towards the sky.

Doom almost subconsciously turned around and launched an attack on the girl behind him. However, when the shadow attacked the girl, it only cut a virtual figure.

"It's useless, I'm very good at mastering the power of space. This is just my spatial projection. You are the intruder from the Time Administration Bureau, right?" Becky looked at the distorted Doom and asked with slightly glowing eyes.

"Who are you? How can you come out of that door!" Doom shouted out of control.

Three golden steel claws suddenly protruded from Doom's chest, and the power contained in them caused Doom to have a kind of unbearable burning pain in an instant.

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