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Pustules appeared one after another on Doom's body. When the pustules burst, fine tentacles mixed with internal organs sprayed out, and turned into ashes as soon as they came into contact with the air.
Blood holes appeared one after another on Doom's body, and the wounds were still expanding outward. Doom looked like he was being melted.
"Impossible!" Doom's tone was filled with disbelief as he felt his body shatter. He could feel his body disappearing, and he also felt that all this came from the cube that Reed had stuffed into him.
It is a weapon specifically designed to target psychic life.
In other words, it's a weapon that can be used to destroy psychic structures. This is a confrontation between [pollution] and [pollution].
At this moment, those psychic mechanical life forms and psychic elemental summons collapsed to the ground. The dispersed power, with the new vitality and energy absorbed, flowed back into Doom's body, and under Doom's control, repaired his broken body.
His mind was now more focused than ever, filled with an extreme will. This will, in turn, influenced the direction of his further, drastic evolution. The absorbed spirits and lives of the soldiers also imbued Doom with their most intense desires before death: a thirst for life and a resistance to death.
The power of self-healing began to manifest in Doom. The spiritual energy in his body and the energy transmitted from the gate all turned into the power of self-healing, irrigating and repairing his body, and expelling the power inside his body that came from the same source as his power but was incompatible with it.
Doom has mutated again at this moment. His body has become even larger, with several arms of different lengths hanging down on both sides of his body. Several tentacles that are more than ten meters long, with tempting mucus and tentacles that secrete mucus, are all over his body.
The night wind blew across Doom's distorted body, which no longer resembled a human. A strange pheromone quickly spread to the surrounding area along with the evaporation of mucus.
Ten meters, one hundred meters, one thousand meters.
The soldiers in this area suddenly froze in place, then raised their weapons and ran towards them, attacking Reed and his men directly.
"Are they crazy?" Susan, who had just recovered and had some breathing space, had to open her mental shield again to protect herself. The rain of bullets fell on her shield, splashing tiny ripples.
"They're being controlled." Reed looked at the fanatical soldiers and felt a headache about the psychic power that Doom controlled. He had almost exhausted all the methods he had prepared, but the severely injured Doom looked like he had evolved again!
Reed now had no idea how to end this. Even if everything ended now, facing the massive casualties among the soldiers, they would likely bear a significant amount of joint responsibility for being here. There was even a high probability that they would be the ones being blamed.
Not to mention that Doom has no intention of restraining himself at all now, but has become even more crazy.
Pop.
Just when Reed was having a headache about how to end the situation and deal with those out-of-control soldiers, two black shadows fell from the sky, and a can of blue liquid was smashed down from high in the sky. After it shattered and splashed out, the liquid was quickly dried by the wind and spread far away with the wind.
Reed's anxious hearts suddenly shuddered, and he instantly sobered up. Even Ben, who was still furious, saw a bit of clarity in his furious eyes, and his movements slowed down, as he stood there in confusion.
The soldiers who rushed over fell down in groups, and then thought about what they had been doing after falling down with confused looks on their faces.
As Doom continued to mutate, the deformation of his body suddenly slowed down, and his mask showed unpredictable emotions such as struggle, anger, gloom, and mania.
Two similarly deformed humanoid creatures appeared beside Reed. Under the vigilant gaze of Reed and Susan, the black monster faces were torn apart by hands. Under the broken black silk threads, two faces that shocked Reed and the others were revealed.
They were two faces that were extremely similar, like twins. One looked younger, the other much more mature.
"Harry?" Reed called out the man's name. As his calm mind instantly connected it to Doom's initial words: He had come to this timeline to find someone.
Before, after Reed took control of Osborn from Harry, he suddenly came back from the desperate situation and used a lot of his skills. Not only did he put Osborn back under his control, he also led Osborn all the way.
Harry Osborn, who had never demonstrated his inventiveness before, suddenly came up with one technology after another at a high frequency that was enough to influence and even change the world.
Originally, Reed thought Harry was an inventive genius like himself, and after discussing technology with Harry many times, he was convinced of this. But now, all of this has a more reasonable answer.
That is, the technologies of Osborn Industries are likely to have come from another Harry Osborn. This older, more mature Harry may be the real technology provider behind the scenes.
"It's me." Little Harry waved his hand. He and Big Harry looked at the deformed being who was looking at them at the same time. A hint of surprise flashed in Little Harry's eyes: "What's wrong with him?"
"Psychic pollution." Big Harry gave a straightforward answer, and the look he gave Doom was filled with a bit of satisfaction and a little bit of pity.
"What is psychic pollution? He calls this change evolution!" Reed and Susan, who were behind the two men, heard their words and asked while recovering the huge amount of physical strength they had consumed in the previous burst.
"Is he talking about evolution? That's certainly true. That's what the Time Administration's information should say. Psionic energy can allow life to evolve and even change, but this evolution and change must be carried out with caution.
Sometimes there is only a fine line between genius and madness.
There is actually not much difference between evolution and distortion.
The path he chose was correct, but he couldn't resist the erosion and influence of psychic energy. His consciousness had been dominated and controlled by certain emotions. But he himself didn't realize it.
It was Big Harry who spoke. He was very familiar with the changes that had taken place in Doom. He had seen this scene countless times in the video archives of the Time Administration. Civilizations that remained unrestrained after being eroded by psionic energy would eventually meet their end as the erosion crossed over into pollution.
They eventually became one bizarre life form after another, comparable to dimensional life forms. For example, they merged with their parent planets, connecting their spiritual consciousness to theirs, making their own lives equal to the planet itself. They could easily trigger natural disasters such as hurricanes, tsunamis, and earthquakes within the planets.
Others have completely abandoned all flesh and material bodies and become illusory creatures wandering the universe like ghosts.
As the spiritual aggregate of all life in civilization, they are crazy and chaotic. They may be kind at one moment and evil the next.
Another major similarity between the former and the latter is that they have a strong sense of hunger and are unusually greedy for intelligent species and energy. They will wander around the universe, hunting for life planets and civilizations one by one.
Erosion, pollution, assimilation, and then growth.
The Time Administration even collects and imprisons several ghosts of civilizations that are severely polluted by psychic energy. If they are lucky enough, they may be expelled from the universe over time and become a small dimensional world.
This is indeed an evolutionary path.
But Harry and the others in the Space-Time Administration saw this as a false path of evolution. Their time management techniques were essentially a castrated version of Heberon's, a weapon used to trade with or conquer other universes.
"This is a trap! Is it?" Doom's voice rang out. He no longer had the madness and arrogance he had before. Although his body was still deformed, he was trying hard to regain his human form.
"What trap?" Big Harry frowned.
"Everything, including what I learned about the Time Administration, how to get in, what's there, how to escape your lock, etc. Was all this arranged?" Doom's voice was calm but tired.
"Are you back to normal?" Reed subconsciously looked at Doom and asked.
"I just suppressed a certain emotion and resumed my calm thinking. Psychic technology is indeed incomplete, or imperfect." Doom's gaze moved from Reed to Big Harry. He wanted to get a definite answer from Big Harry.
"Of course, psychic technology is perfect, but it belongs to the Energy Bank and Heberon! The technology of the Time Administration Bureau is missing many important processes. These may not matter to some dimensional demons, but for ordinary people like us, it is [life-saving poison]." Big Harry replied.
"I don't know where you learned about the Time Management Bureau, or where you got the information and maps about it. But when you attacked the Time Management Bureau, you already had no way out. The director of the Time Management Bureau, my immediate superior, is not a man of integrity."
"Is the power to sober me up from my arrogance and complacency the missing link?" Doom felt a sense of wantlessness at the moment. He knew it wasn't right, but he didn't dislike it. At least it gave him a moment's peace of mind.
"It's just a restraint between psychic energies." Big Harry patiently explained to Doom under Little Harry's puzzled gaze. "What I can extract is not much, and the purity is not high enough, let alone condensing it into crystals. It's also filled with other psychic impurities. It won't last long, and it evaporates quickly in open areas."
"In other words, I will soon return to my previous arrogant state?" Doom wanted to have other emotions, but all his emotions were suppressed by a kind of lazy clarity.
"In fact, I'm surprised you've managed to maintain your consciousness even after transforming into this form. According to records, a psychic polluter in this form has become a pure subject, like a beast hunting for food," said Harry. He hadn't expected Doom to go this far, or even dare to take it.
Even Kamar-Taj's mages are largely unable to absorb and utilize unfiltered psychic energy, nor can they completely eliminate its influence and dangers. This is evident in the signs that Kamar-Taj has now split into multiple schools of psychic magic. The current Sorcerer Supreme, Stephen Strange, like all mages, has fully embraced this change.
In the distant future, perhaps the mages of Kamar-Taj will also go their separate ways due to factions. But as long as the Ancient One, who is only one step away from becoming an Old God, is still there, then whether the mages of Kamar-Taj split up or not is of no consequence. After all, they all come from the same source and rely on Luke and the Ancient One for their livelihood.
As for the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., their equipment is powered by filtered psychic energy, minimizing the risk. As long as they aren't using it frequently, for short periods of time, with some psychological counseling and self-reflection, they can generally recover and overcome any minor effects.
The fact that they were still able to maintain their mental awareness and thinking abilities despite being contaminated to this extent showed that their will and soul were both resilient and exceptional. This would allow them to withstand the contamination for much longer. And the fact that they were still diligently shrinking their deformed limbs and gradually returning to human form showed that they also possessed a remarkable talent for mysticism and magic.
At least the other party's ability to resist pollution is very strong. This means that when facing a dimensional force with polluting power, if they are prepared, they will not be directly affected and then controlled as a puppet.
Unfortunately, the other party's pollution is already very deep. Without the help of Hebron or the Kamar-Taj mages, the possibility of the other party fighting against this level of madness and pollution on his own is infinitely low. This is also based on the fact that the other party's psychic energy will not increase.
As time goes by, the various spiritual energies accumulated in the opponent will increase. The only way for the contaminated person to deal with it is to constantly use certain emotions as the pillars of their thinking and will. However, this is only a temporary solution, not a fundamental solution. It will only make people more and more extreme and radical under the control of these emotions, and eventually enter the next stage of self-destruction and self-rescue.
If possible, Big Harry didn't want to confront Doom. He didn't even want Doom to get into trouble here. Given his current form, if he lost control, it would be a disaster for civilization. He didn't want to be buried with the world.
So if possible, before he could go back, he might have to find a way to help Doom maintain the worsening pollution.