Chapter 197 An Ominous Premonition

"How is it possible?"

In Harris's field of vision, a big golden fist attacked.

He couldn't believe it.

The savior actually had the ability to fly, and caught up with him so quickly!

When he reacted and wanted to dodge.

It was too late.

Bang!

Ron's fist full of psychic lightning hammered Harris's head and knocked him away with one punch.

Now, with the blessing of more faith power, psychic energy penetrated through the hit point and continued to burn the enemy's soul.

Harris stabilized his body, he couldn't help spitting out thick blood, and there was still a trace of psychic lightning burning at the wound just now.

These psychic powers brought him great pain and penetrated into his soul.

"Savior!"

Seeing that the savior was about to attack again, Harris quickly raised his hand to stop him, as if he had something to say.

Ron stared at him coldly: "Do you have any last words?"

"I am willing to surrender to you and charge for you..."

Harris showed a pleading look, he knew that he could not escape from here.

He who had just enjoyed the power was definitely not willing to die.

Ever since the assassination attempt by his wife, his remaining courage had long been exhausted.

He became the suspicious and death-fearing tyrant Haris.

After being completely corrupted and demonized, he even lost the remaining pride as a monarch.

He was a bloodthirsty demon of Khorne who had lost his courage and pride.

This was a very ridiculous thing.

That was why he committed so many murders but was not favored by the power of Khorne.

Because the power of Khorne he received was too weak.

Khorne did not even discover his existence.

If Haris really went to the Brass Fortress one day, he would most likely be ordered to be executed by Khorne.

He was hung on the high wall as a disgrace and was spurned by the demons.

Seeing that the savior did not speak, Haris hurriedly continued:

"You need a warrior like me to handle some inconvenient things for you.

As long as I can get your forgiveness, I am willing to accept any of your conditions!"

In order to save his life, he was willing to do anything.

Ron looked at the somewhat servile bloodthirsty demon in front of him and smiled gently:

"You should have heard of the prophecy, right?

I hope the prophecy can come true, that is my only condition..."

Harris was stunned and felt desperate.

Of course he knew the prophecy:

The tyrant of the Goli Star Zone will die tragically on the throne!

It seems that the savior is not going to let him live.

Harris' eyes flickered.

The blood mist of his demon body surged, and he suddenly spit out scarlet flame mist to cover his vision, preparing to use it to attack.

But Ron broke through the mist at a faster speed and attacked Harris.

He had been prepared for this move.

The two sides fought in the air, and the sound of sonic booms shook the area.

After several rounds of attacks, Harris made another feint, trying to take the opportunity to escape.

But this time, he had no chance.

"You old man, you still want to run?"

Ron accelerated to catch up, grabbed one of Harris's demon wings, and tore it with all his strength.

Roar!!!

Harris struggled desperately, and his painful wails resounded throughout the nest.

The skin connected to the demon wings on his back was torn, and cracks appeared on the bones inside, oozing thick blood.

Sizzle!

Ron tore off the demon wings violently and threw them down with fresh demon blood.

Then, he grabbed Harris, who was unstable:

"You have nowhere to escape!"

He kicked the bloodthirsty demon to the ground with a fierce kick.

Harris, who lost his demon wings, fell straight to the ground under the heavy blow.

Boom--

The huge demon body slammed into the square on the ground under the acceleration of gravity.

The rocks sank and shattered instantly under the heavy pressure, and countless gravel splashed everywhere.

The square was almost destroyed, and a cracked pit of dozens of meters appeared in the center.

The blood overflowing from the demon body infected this area.

"Damn savior..."

Blood kept overflowing from Harris' mouth, and he tried to struggle to get up.

However, he just stood up.

This area was covered by the artillery fire of the Storm Army's heavy combined brigade.

Dozens of large-caliber heavy artillery knocked him down and he lay back in the pit.

As soon as Harris lay down, he was covered by a shadow.

That was the shadow cast by the Thunder heavy bomber. A bombing squad came over and dropped dozens of hell-type bombing missiles.

The ground shook violently, and the fireballs of the bombing rose.

The square was almost in ruins, and the heretic demon lying on it was probably useless.

After the bomber, there were several rounds of various bombings.

The artillery fire of the surrounding armed forces almost all came to visit.

Even the most poorly equipped worker rebels fired a few rounds of homemade artillery.

People were pouring out their suppressed anger at this cruel tyrant who killed tens of billions of lives.

Harris was like a target, enduring continuous saturation bombing and unable to move at all.

After being hit by several rounds of artillery fire, his whole body was charred and the chaotic power in his body was almost exhausted.

No longer able to protect and restore the demon body.

Bang——

Another cannonball hit Harris's head.

The tyrant who once looked down on this planet and had the power of life and death lay on the ground, dying.

He was severely injured by the bombardment.

Life was meaningless.

As long as the artillery fire is enough and fierce enough, no matter how powerful the creature is, it will not be able to withstand it.

However, soon, Harris showed a more terrified look.

He said weakly:

"No..."

Above the sky, a golden figure fell, and flames were ignited in the friction of the atmosphere.

Ron was covered with violent psychic lightning, and he kept falling faster and faster.

Like a meteorite falling from the sky.

This move is called:

"Crows take a plane... No, meteor destruction!"

A few seconds before landing.

Ron suddenly stopped his body and blasted all the gathered psychic power to Harris.

The body collision under gravity acceleration has a reaction force, and his bones may be broken into many sections.

It is too troublesome to recover.

It is safer to use psychic attacks.

The huge psychic lightning completely destroyed Harris's demon body.

He collapsed on the ground like a dead dog.

Ron grabbed Harris, dragged him back to the royal hall, and threw him back to the half-collapsed mechanical throne.

He said that he hoped that the prophecy would come true.

The prophecy that the tyrant will die on the throne has been circulated in the Gori Sector for a thousand years.

Even after his slight changes, it is still deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Harris must die on the throne to end it all.

As the savior, Ron can also take over the power from the tyrant reasonably with the blessing of the prophecy.

This is very helpful for future rule.

On the mechanical throne, the power of Khorne in Harris gradually dissipated.

His demonic body faded and returned to his original appearance -

a bloated and obese monarch.

In the last moments of his life, Harris's sanity was restored and he temporarily got rid of the erosion of chaos.

He recalled the terrible deeds he had done over the years.

"God Emperor, what a crime I have committed!"

Harris' tears fell. He violated his faith and had unparalleled regret in his heart.

But it was too late.

The crime he committed was unforgivable!

Harris supported himself with difficulty. He looked up at Ron with expectation:

"Savior, you can save everything and make this planet and the Goli Star Region prosperous again, right?"

"Of course!"

Ron's answer was crisp and clear.

Then he stabbed the golden sword he had just picked up into Harris' chest even more crisply.

The blade pierced through the heart, pierced the body, and was deeply embedded in the mechanical throne behind.

Harris died on the mechanical throne just like that.

Ron looked at his body and was silent for a while.

He turned his head and summoned a Thunder Guard with a camera, urging:

"Hurry up and record it, and then thoroughly clean it with high temperature!"

He didn't want to see this guy's corpse again.

Soon, the Thunder Guard took a video and uploaded it to the Dream.

The Dream broadcast this video to the entire planet through the signal delivery device.

In the video:

The savior, who radiated glory like an angel, stood next to the tyrant's body and announced to everyone that the tyrant was dead.

He promised to bring liberation to the planet.

At the same time, he issued an ultimatum to the remaining troops of the tyrant.

Order them to lay down their weapons and seek forgiveness.

Otherwise, they will face a devastating blow!

…

Ron walked out of the burning royal hall.

After killing the tyrant, the battle can basically be declared a victory.

But for some reason, he had a vague sense of foreboding in his heart.