As early as the first letter was received, Archbishop Spencer was already thinking about what to do with the hunter.

Although the hunter's range of activity is still far away, who knows if that guy will run to Shengyin Town? If he comes, what method should he use to deal with it? Hide his identity, fake his death, or mobilize the entire power of Shengyin Town and use the army to encircle and suppress him?

From Spencer's point of view, it would certainly be best if he could use the army to encircle and suppress this nosy bastard and cut this nosy bastard into seventeen or eighteen pieces to feed to the dogs. But he knew that this was actually the most unlikely thing.

The man was so cunning that he wouldn't go head-to-head - otherwise he would have died, and Thomas and William would have been able to use an army, and the army of Holy Salt was indeed not strong compared to Holy Silver, but no matter how weak it was, it was still an army.

Even Thor Guda, who was known as the number one master of the Kingdom of America in the past, could not defeat an army head-on.

Not to mention anything else, dozens of crossbows are fired in a salvo, and even cannons are blasted at you, how can you stop it? Iron man will also be shot into a hedgehog!

A few days later, Spencer got word that the man had killed another researcher in the shelter.

He carefully understood the situation and then made a decision.

Burying a powerful synth that had been tuned repeatedly in the ground of his room, he then incorporated the key core that controlled the synth into his body.

It's painful, but it's a must.

Only in this way can he have a certain degree of certainty.

Just now, he chatted with Pan Long, but in fact, the main thing was to buy time and control the synthetic beast to return to an active state.

Once the synth recovers, he stops talking nonsense and goes straight to it.

He turned his body into a liquid, fused with the synth, and then took control of the synth, unleashing a wave of extremely violent attacks.

Countless spikes stabbed in all directions, surrounding Pan Long in the middle. Dense and flickering, even if it's a fly, don't try to escape from it!

But Pan Long is not a fly, and he doesn't need to escape at all.

Seeing Spencer turn his face and move, he not only did not feel nervous and afraid, but smiled.

"That's it?" he asked lightly.

The halberd suddenly appeared in his hand, and then it seemed to be just a random wave, but suddenly a gust of wind arose.

Accompanied by a fierce wind, a sharp whistling echoed in the air. I don't know how many spikes and tentacles broke off one after another and fell to the ground.

The sound of the halberd breaking through the air is like the cold north wind in winter, and the sound of tentacles and spikes breaking is like a torrential rain in midsummer, but in the "sound of wind and rain", his voice speaking easily is still clear and not covered up in the slightest.

"What is it that makes you feel that such a trap can deal with me?"

After saying a word, a thick layer of debris had fallen on the ground. The surrounding tables, chairs, and other furniture were all turned into broken wood, mixed with fragments, and it was difficult to distinguish them from each other.

Spencer's voice came from underground: "Don't underestimate people!

As he spoke, the ground cracked a few times, and black gas gushed out.

That synthetic beast was formed by fusing several powerful "calamities", and it had all the abilities of these monsters. Fusing the house with the body and turning the tentacles into spikes is just one of them.

At this moment, Spencer unleashed one of its most dangerous abilities, poison gas.

This poisonous gas looks like ordinary soot, but in fact it is extremely toxic, even if ordinary people only inhale one mouthful, the entire respiratory tract will rot from the nose to the lungs, no matter how good the kung fu is, it can't withstand it.

Spencer had experimented with the Awakened, and even the powerful Awakened who had been injected with the latest potion were vulnerable to this poisonous gas.

Even if they had been prepared and held their breath, the gas would have killed them - it didn't have to be sucked into the body to do so.

With even the slightest touch, the gas can cause the skin to ulcerate, and the ulcers will continue to grow, and it won't be long before they can even rot to the point where even the bones can be seen.

In the experiment, it took only about five minutes for a newborn Calamity to turn into a puddle of rotten flesh on the ground in the face of the poisonous gas. Its terrifying life force, which is far more powerful than human beings and can continue to live even if it is cut into pieces, cannot stop the power of this poisonous gas!

Seeing the poison gas rushing towards Pan Long, Spencer smiled happily.

But he only laughed twice, and the laughter was like a chicken pinched by the neck, choking on the inside of the neck.

A scorching red aura poured out from Pan Long's body, like a flame, surging towards those black qi. When the two sides came into contact, it was like pouring a spoonful of water into the boiling oil, and suddenly there was an extremely violent boiling and even exploding sound, crackling and joining.

"It's nothing. Pan Long said, "In the Holy Fire Town, someone has already used it before. ”

Along the way, he eliminated many evil scientists like Spencer. And the methods used by these guys are actually much the same.

It's nothing more than turning into a monster.

Many of the monsters they turn into are stronger than ordinary "calamities", and they often have some special skills. Maybe for ordinary people, this is enough to call it desperate, but in Pan Long's opinion, those strange methods are nothing more than four words.

Have all one's goods in the window.

A little more power, a little faster, a little bit stronger, a little more resilient...... to be able to really threaten him.

For example, if the power of the tentacle spikes could shoot through four or five layers of armor, then of course it could shoot through his True Qi Protector and then through his body.

Although even this may not be able to kill him, at least it is not a pointless resistance.

The monster that Spencer has turned into is no more clever than others in terms of attack methods and attack intensity.

Probably...... That's the level of these people, right?

He scoffed and said, "If you only have this level, then don't waste your time, just die!"

Spencer angrily yelled, "Don't get carried away!"

As he spoke, the ground squirmed violently, and a blue-gray tentacle like a rock grew out and stabbed towards Pan Long.

The halberd swung and slashed at the tentacle, but only the crisp sound of gold and iron could be heard, and a shallow scar appeared on the tentacle, which was not cut off.

On the side of Pan Long's body, he escaped the assassination of the tentacles, and said with some surprise: "This is a bit capable!"

He had destroyed many domestic and wild scourges, but it was the first time he had seen someone who could block his halberd with his tentacles.

A few more blue-gray tentacles grew, whistling towards him.

Faced with the siege of these tentacles, Pan Long retreated again and again, until he retreated to the wall.

Behind him, the wall suddenly turned blue-gray, and then it was like an open mouth of blood, and it came towards him.