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Chapter 939

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* * * The Omphalos in the Fringe.

Tyre, Logue, Ossora, and Wasis gathered in Tyre's Sovereign Shop to discuss the Godhunter Alliance's invasion. As time went by, the four received news that the Twelve Hegemons of the Godhunter Alliance had gathered outside the Fringe.

The war could break out at any moment. The Four Sovereigns had also subdued the leaders of the major and minor factions and were secretly preparing for war. All the fiends in the Fringe had stopped fighting and killing each other. The wind spirits were lurking in the dark to gather information.

"Ossora, you have a good relationship with Brian. Do you know why he hasn't come?" Tyre's face was rather unsightly. He had sent messengers to the Pandemonium several times to invite Han Shuo over for a meeting but was rejected by Statholme with the excuse that his master was in seclusion. Now that they had received news that the Godhunter Alliance was about to launch an attack, it was inexcusable that Han Shuo hadn't shown up.

Ossora shook his head and said, "I have also sent messengers to the Pandemonium. They received the same news as you did. It seems that Brian is at a critical juncture in his cultivation. Hmm, in any case, the positions on his side have already been discussed. He should know what to do. Perhaps he has already arranged everything. "

"I hope so!" Tyre groaned and said in a displeased tone, "If his side is defeated, the godhunters will march straight into the Omphalos. We cannot afford to be careless. Right, Ossora, you have a good relationship with Brian. I hope you can send someone to inform him that the godhunters will attack in the next few days. Tell him to mind his own business. "

"Sure." Ossora did not continue to argue with Tyre at such a sensitive time and straightforwardly agreed.

"I hope he can hold on. That fella has been acting like a tyrant recently. He should have some capital," Logue said with a sinister smile. No one knew what kind of filthy thoughts were going through his mind. His face was filled with malice and cunning.

"Who are you? Can't you go in? Stop! "Suddenly, a cry of alarm came from outside the Sovereign King Shop.

Tyre's face darkened with displeasure. This Sovereign Shop was under his name. Many people in Tanai knew that he, Logue, and the others were gathered here. Now that four of the strongest existences in the Fringe had gathered here, who would be so audacious to do so? How dare you barge in?

"Bang!" A muffled sound came from outside the Sovereign King Shop, and then everything returned to silence.

"Hehe, Tyre, someone actually dares to make a move on your territory. Interesting, interesting!" Logue laughed strangely and teased.

Wasis and Ossora were also puzzled. They had no idea who the intruder was. From their point of view, no matter who it was, no one should recklessly barge in at this time. After all, the Four Sovereigns were gathered here.

"No matter who it is, if they dare to break in, they will die!" Tyre was so angry that he laughed. He sat there motionlessly, waiting for the person to enter.

Although Tyre did not walk out of the Fringe, with his powerful divine soul, he could sense that the intruder cultivated in the energy of death and that the intruder was only a mid-stage highgod. Although experts of this level weren't everywhere in the Fringe, they weren't rare either. As one of the strongest Sovereigns in the Fringe, Tyre obviously wouldn't put such an expert in his eyes.

But in his heart, Tyre found it a little strange. Such an expert shouldn't have the guts to barge in. Especially when a late-stage highgod of his was guarding the perimeter. No matter how he looked at it, the intruder shouldn't have the guts to barge in.

While Tyre was secretly surprised, he was shocked. He suddenly found that the boundary he had set up had actually cracked open, and a figure had quietly drilled in.

The intruder swept his eyes across the four people in the room before his gaze landed on Logue. He asked in an indifferent tone, "Are you Logue?"

Logue stared blankly for a moment. He looked into the eyes of the intruder and suddenly felt that the divine energy of death in his body was rather strange. It had become extremely chaotic and out of his control.

Logue was aghast when he sensed the abnormality in his body. He immediately nodded and said, "That's right, I am Logue!"

The intruder nodded and stared at Logue with his eyes. Intense, agile energy ripples immediately enveloped Logue. Logue's pupils instantly turned white. He stood motionless as though he had been petrified.

"Who are you? What have you done to Logue? "shouted Tyre. He suddenly stood up and glared at the intruder. It seemed that he was ready to slaughter the intruder at any moment.

Wasis and Ossora also stood up and surrounded the intruder. They planned to cooperate with Tyre.

"You'd better not attack or I will slaughter all of you," said the intruder as though his soul was slowly peeking at Logue. The intruder's soul seemed to be slowly peeping into Logue's body. Yet, he still had the leisure to speak at such a time. Furthermore, he spoke in such an understated manner. It was as though Tyre, Wasis, and Ossora weren't Sovereigns of the Fringe, but ants that he could squish with a wave of his hand.

Tyre thought that he had seen his fair share of arrogant and despotic characters, but he had never seen someone as arrogant as Han Shuo. Tyre was instantly enraged. His usual good temper was nowhere to be seen. He laughed maniacally and said, "Even if you are a Hegemon of the Godhunter Alliance, you won't be able to come back alive today. Let's see how you kill us all!" As soon as he finished those words, Tyre was about to attack.

"Tyre, don't move!" At this moment, Logue's eyes regained focus. His body shivered and he abruptly shouted. He looked at the stranger in front of him with a face full of fear. His voice was trembling as he said, "Do, do you have any instructions?"

Logue used the word 'sir' and not 'you'!

Tyre was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that Logue was the same person he had known for many years. Logue was famous in the Fringe for being ruthless and vengeful. He had never used any honorifics or feared anyone. But at this moment, Logue was obviously terrified. He even spoke humbly, which was completely different from his usual demeanor.

"Tyre, don't move!" Logue repeated. Shortly after, he bowed to the intruder and asked, "How may I be of service to you?"

"Apart from you, how many other experts of death are there in the Fringe?" the intruder asked calmly with a faint smile.

"Han Hao, Longqi, Hugh …" Logue thought for a moment and respectfully reported the names he knew.

"Where are they?" the intruder seemed to be very satisfied with Logue's attitude. He nodded and asked again.

"I don't know where Han Hao is, but the others are …" Logue bowed and quickly reported what he knew.

"Hmm, very good." The intruder didn't waste any more time. He turned around and left after Logue answered. He didn't even look at Tyre, Wasis, and Ossora who were dumbfounded.

After the intruder left, Tyre looked at Logue solemnly and asked, "Who is he? Your father or grandfather? Why are you so respectful to him? "

Logue took a deep breath and slumped on his seat. He first calmed himself down before he put on a bitter smile and said, "I wouldn't have been so respectful to my father or grandfather. If he really was my father or grandfather, I wouldn't have ended up in the Fringe."

"Who is he?" Even the taciturn Wasis couldn't help but ask coldly.

"An Overgod!" Logue gasped for breath as though it took a lot of effort to say that word. He paused for a moment, as though fearing that Tyre and the others didn't know what was going on, he added with a bitter smile, "It's obvious that he isn't a dabbler like me!"

When Tyre, Wasis, and Ossora heard those words, their faces were filled with fear. They were drenched in cold sweat.

"No wonder … I should have guessed it. If it wasn't for him, why would you, Logue, wag your tail like that?" Wasis nodded in astonishment.

"Fortunately, I listened to you and didn't attack …" Tyre put on a bitter smile and shook his head. "Otherwise, the Fringe would have been razed to the ground before the Godhunter Alliance arrived!"

"Why would he come to the Fringe? What does he want?" Ossora was rather flustered. He mumbled, "Could it be … could it be that those existences from the Twelve Dominions really want to destroy the Fringe? How could this be … how could this be … "

"I don't think he came here for that …" Logue slowly calmed down and analyzed, "Otherwise, the four of us would be dead by now! I think he should have other matters to attend to this time! " Logue closed his eyes and thought for a moment before he slowly said, "He seems to be looking for something, or someone … Just now, his soul was wandering in my body. Not a single one of my secrets escaped his prying eyes. He probably didn't find what he was looking for, that's why he let me go …"

"I hope so. Otherwise, no matter how hard we try, we won't be able to escape the fate of annihilation!" Ossora was rather pessimistic. He knew that he stood no chance against such a powerful opponent.

"Let's call it a day. I think we all need some time to calm down and think about what we should do next." When Tyre saw that the three of them had no interest in discussing the Godhunter Alliance, he decisively ended the meeting.

Wasis, Logue, and Ossora also felt that they needed some time to calm down. They nodded in agreement and left one after another without waiting for Tyre's reply. This time, Logue didn't stay behind alone and left in a daze just like Ossora.

After the three of them left, Tyre stayed in silence for a long while before sneaking out of the Omphalos. He went to the volcano where he had discussed the matter with Han Shuo and the others. He set up a boundary around one of the walls and took out a magical mirror to communicate with Dhaka.

Not far from Tyre's cliff, a shadowy figure was standing in the shade of a large tree, quietly sensing Tyre's movements.

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