Chapter 177 Revelation from the Blood God
Is that huge dark red figure sitting high on the throne the emperor?
None of this matters anymore.
No matter who he is, the confused and helpless Harris just wants an answer.
He wanted to know the way forward to get rid of all this.
The great being said nothing, but Harris got the answer he wanted.
Every question he had was answered by Him.
The answer is so simple.
“How should I deal with those unruly people who don’t understand the overall situation?”
“Kill!”
"How should I deal with those opponents who disobey me?"
"Kill!"
"How should I deal with those difficult-to-solve problems?"
"Kill!"
“Kill, kill, kill!”
After some prayer, all the problems were perfectly solved.
Harris followed the guidance of the great being and greatly expanded the secret intelligence department and the suppression force.
Suppress the rebellious people with iron and blood methods.
Anyone who dares to protest, even a word, will be caught and taken to the execution stand as soon as he is discovered.
Beheading in public display.
He encouraged people to report disloyal people to each other, and those who knew and failed to report were considered equally guilty.
And those rebels who dared to riot suffered a bloody massacre.
For a while, there were a lot of people.
People became afraid and no longer dared to protest.
Only work hard.
Because slackness and strikes are also a form of disloyalty to the empire.
The repressive forces will conduct statistics from time to time to select a group of lazy people, and together with their families, they will be put on the execution platform and executed.
This works very well.
Anti-tax riots in various places were suppressed, and related production activities continued.
Due to the decrease in population and the increase in corpse starch, the famine situation has also been alleviated.
In this move, Harris promptly paid the taxes required by the empire.
He even received awards from relevant agencies in the empire because of the good implementation of the tithe and the quality exceeding expectations.
Harris discovered that solving problems is so easy, governance work is so simple, and everything can be so easy.
No nobles dared to openly oppose themselves anymore.
Because those who were in opposition were executed by the royal guards that they secretly created.
Almost all problems can be solved by killing.
Of course, the way people looked at him changed.
They suppressed their hatred and anger, revealing only deep fear.
Harris didn't care about this. This was a price that should be paid.
Without any constraints, the star region has the momentum of development again.
The famine was contained and the invading aliens were driven back.
People are just a little bit tired, but they won’t starve to death on the streets.
The price is just that some people will die.
However, this is only temporary.
The suppressed anger finally came back to Harris.
The nobles joined forces with the rebels and secretly assassinated him many times.
Poisoning, shooting, explosion, anything.
During a patrol, several people armed with high-intensity bombs attacked him.
He avoided all these.
But the traitors succeeded in the end.
Because the assassin was one of Harris's most trusted people.
His wife.
She didn’t know when she was incited to rebel.
In the bedroom, his wife stabbed the poisoned blade into his body.
Harris, who was sleeping soundly, woke up in severe pain.
He looked at his beloved wife and saw only hatred, madness and fear on her face.
Harris couldn’t understand:
“Why?”
The wife roared angrily, stabbing him with one knife after another:
"Kill you tyrant!"
At this moment, she just wanted to kill this demon.
“Why!”
In anger, Harris strangled his wife to death.
He couldn't figure out why the one he loved would betray him.
Why?
In a daze, Harris remembered something. He seemed to have killed many of his wife's relatives.
As for the reason, I can’t remember it anymore.
He forgot too many things.
None of this matters anymore, because she is dead. Harris struggled to get up and call for help, but he couldn't move. He couldn't even call for help because of the wound in his throat.
The bedroom is closed at night, and royal guards are at the door.
And the alarm device has been cut off.
This means that he cannot get any help.
Harris waited in agony for death under extreme fear.
He felt aggrieved and unwilling.
Why don't people understand their own difficulties?
“Don’t you damn unscrupulous people know how to understand the difficulties of the Star Region?
Those nobles are corrupt and unenterprising, shouldn’t they be killed?
No acceptance Without taxes and conscription, would we allow aliens to trample the land of the sector?
If it weren’t for me, the great Marius IX, more people would die on this planet!”
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Harris is not an incompetent person. He has reviewed the destruction records of many planets.
He knew that if no changes were made, the Goli Sector would sooner or later become like other planets in the Empire.
Under the dual pressure of taxation and enemy invasion, it fell into a situation of destruction.
At that time, no one will be spared.
"The Goli Sector needs his monarch, I must not die!"
That was Harris' only belief.
He dragged his body and suffered for a long time.
It was not until noon the next day that the royal guards realized something was wrong.
Harris was rushed to treatment and finally survived with his strong will to survive.
However, severe trauma and poisonous erosion have completely destroyed his circulatory system.
He could only rely on mechanical life-support devices to survive, and at the same time he became extremely afraid of death.
From then on, Harris sat on the Mechanical Throne and never stepped out of the throne again.
He had grown fat all over his body, and his human form was almost invisible. He could only sink deeply into the mechanical throne.
The five-meter-high throne is equipped with the most advanced life-support equipment, as well as sophisticated defense arrays and weapons. No one can assassinate him anymore.
But these are not enough, he must create more powerful warriors.
Only more killing and fear can ensure your own safety.
Billions of people were taxed in the name of tithing and then died in secret human experiments.
Although the success rate was horribly low, Harris still created more royal guards.
He plans a larger purge.
Although the empire in principle does not interfere with the governor's ruling behavior, Harris's abnormal behavior was secretly reported and attracted the attention of the Inquisition.
The inquisitor has arrived.
When the Inquisition's spaceship arrived over Matila, Harris, who was executing the traitor, was a little nervous.
But for some reason, the Inquisition's spaceship changed course and flew away as soon as it stopped.
If we can find the voyage record of that spacecraft, we will know that the Inquisitor diverted to the planet Erth.
And died there.
The cause of death was the warp storm created when the Great Rift formed.
The arrival of the big crack has led to the isolation of shipping routes.
This horrified Haris, which meant that the sector would no longer receive support from the Empire.
Goli Sector will face the terrifying chaos and aliens alone.
Under the influence of chaotic energy, more cult activities and rebellions occurred in Matila.
Harris suddenly realized that the terrible prophecy was coming true!
To survive, he must keep power firmly in his hands.
Harris, in the name of the Sector Governor, organized and invited officials from various empire agencies on the planet to discuss how to deal with this disaster from subspace.
During the dinner after the meeting, the brutal massacre began, and blood soaked the white carpet.
After this, Harris took control of the supreme power and fleet of the sector.
The opposition was also thoroughly purged.
The Goli Sector will continue to survive and develop in his hands, and no one can hinder his rule.
Until now, an existence that threatens his rule has appeared - Erth Star Governor Ron Grant.
“That damn second generation ancestor!”
In the empty royal court, Harris, who was trapped in the mechanical throne, roared angrily.
It was a weird electronic sound.
He had an image of Ron Grant in his mind.
At that time, the other party came to Matila to attend the banquet with the old governor of Eth Star. He was a lustful, frivolous and useless person.
How could he develop such terrifying power in just more than ten years?
Besides, hasn’t the planet Erth already declined?
While the total tax amount of the star region remained unchanged, in order to share the tax pressure of Matila, he secretly transferred more taxes to the head of the Erth Star.
Harris can’t understand the changes in Erth, but there is no doubt that war is coming!
He must master greater power to deal with the growing rebellion and the coming war.
"Your Majesty..."
The black-robed mechanic came into the royal court and came under the throne to salute.
His tone was full of excitement:
"Are you finally ready to launch that plan?
I swear to the Blood God, you will get the most perfect bloodthirsty warrior!"
(End of this chapter)