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He didn’t know how Yale’s power increased so much in a few thousand years, but he also noticed that the power that Yale was using wasn’t permanent and would fade after some time.

However, reaching the level of battling Origin Gods with some kind of power-up, he guessed showed that Yale’s real power should be at least comparable to a World God, which was still astonishing for Yale’s true age even without discounting the time he was dead waiting for reincarnation.

While his father was thinking about those things, Yale waved his hand and the time around those Origin Gods stopped for a second, which was more than enough for his father to reach Yale’s side.

It was difficult for Yale to stop the origin Gods for more than a second, but for people at that level, a second of carelessness was enough to decide a battle, so the Origin Gods were frightened when noticed about it.

Yale hadn’t been able to attack at that moment because he was still quite far, but with his father at his side, it was enough to put those Origin Gods in a difficult situation.

"Damn. From where did that brat appear? No, he resembles quite a bit to Aknarel though their souls, so he should be his son. Given how much time passed, his son shouldn’t be so strong, but he had an Origin Path, maybe he also had some strokes of good luck..."

Aknarel was the name of Yale’s father and was quite a famous name as it was linked to the Wymst faction of his father-in-law.

"It seems that the dead Shis faction had a worthy inheritor, although you are a faction of two persons. No, strictly speaking, you are just from the Wymst faction, the other one disappeared long ago. Isn’t it frustrating that you were forced to join your wife’s faction because your own disappeared?"

The Origin Gods were trying to disturb Aknarel’s calmness to diminish his battle prowess.

At that moment, they wanted to catch Yale and use him to threaten his father, but without distracting Aknarel, it would be very difficult to succeed.

"As long as my son and I are alive, the Shis faction will continue to exist. Although I joined my wife’s faction, I never forgot about the Shis faction, even my son’s true name followed the naming traditions of the Shis faction."

The name of his wife’s grandfather was a name that also fit with the traditions of the Shis faction regarding naming their eldest sons, so Yale’s true name was something that showed his inheritance of both factions.

As the inheritor of both factions, Yale had both surnames, but he didn’t use them too much.

Especially the surname inherited from his father. Having it was more a form of respect towards his father than anything else because there was really no meaning in differentiating the Shis faction and the Wymst faction at that moment.

Of course, Yale wouldn’t say that to his father even though he thought like that.

"Really? What is his true name? Can’t you say it? You can’t because you are lying! Even your child felt the shame of the Shis faction, why don’t you admit it?"

Yale’s true name was a big secret, so there was no way that mere traitors knew about them. They knew that Yale’s true name was a big secret, but the name was still unknown for them.

However, they knew that if someone learned that name, the other universe would be able to track down them, which showed that there was some kind of importance in the name.

It was similar to the method they used to track down and kill the people who knew how Yale had died in his past life because they didn’t want to have their identities as the murderers discovered.

After all, although killing someone for an Origin Path didn’t mean that they were traitors, they were true traitors, so if someone investigated them, there were a lot of chances of the truth being uncovered.

"You all aren’t worthy of hearing my true name. In fact, you aren’t worthy of hearing any of all my names."

Although Yale really felt that his father attachment to the disappeared Shis faction was too much, he wouldn’t slap his father face in front of their enemies.

"Well said, son. Let’s kill some of them."

Aknarel’s eyes flashed with killing intent and attacked without mercy to the most weakened of those Origin Gods, the one who was attacked by the Demon Lord.

Yale also used that chance to freeze the time again preventing the other Origin Gods from helping.

The Origin God died after receiving that attack, and at that same moment, Aknarel sent a message to Yale.

"Son, you must flee from here as fast as you can. I know that your current power has a time limit, and once you lose it, you won’t be their match. With one of them dead, they can’t seal me again in prison, and they are also injured. It shouldn’t be a problem for me to battle them for some years until the reinforces came."

At the same that he broke free of the restraints of the formation, he was able to send an emergency notification all his friends, so it was just a matter of time before several Origin Gods appeared there to help.

However, the matter would require some years, and Aknarel knew that his son couldn’t endure that much.

Killing an Origin God wasn’t easy in normal conditions, and Aknarel was strong even among Origin Gods for having some people considering him to be among the top 100. In fact, he was easily among the Top 50 after how much he trained to not be left behind by his wife, who successfully became someone who surpassed the Origin Path and became a sixth level immortal.

Thus, Aknarel knew that his opponents weren’t in a state to kill him, and if he wanted to flee, they wouldn’t be able to stop him after they lost their formations.

However, Aknarel wanted to wipe out them, so he planned to battle with them until his friends appeared to help.

After all, the opponents were just traitors, and all of them had Fake Origin Paths. Thus, they couldn’t be compared with the army battling with Alter Yale and the Battle God.

Yale felt displeased by his father words, but he knew that they were true.

After all, there were still more than thirty Origin Gods in front of them, and although they were injured, they weren’t at the same state as the one who had just died, so killing them would be difficult.

Moreover, there was also the risk that after being hit, Wyba would be expelled from the Storage Space, which would be far too dangerous for her.

"Alright. I will leave. Good luck."

Without his power-up, Yale knew that it would be difficult to flee from that battle even with his father helping, so he turned back and fled as far as he could.

At least he assisted in killing one of the Origin Gods, so he decided to not be greedy and want to kill one more in the minutes he had until his power up disappeared.

The Origin Gods were all charging towards Yale’s father when they noticed that Yale fled.

"Shit! Don’t let the brat flee. Catch him!"

One of the Origin Gods shouted, and several tried to follow Yale, but they were stopped by Aknarel.

"Let’s follow our battle. There is no need to involve the kids in this."

The attacks of Aknarel were merciless, which forced the Origin Gods to focus on the battle while Yale fled.

However, one of the Origin Gods took the bet, and despite receiving a deep injury managed to leave the battlefield and follow.

"That is bad. That bastard is injured, but he is still strong enough to provoke problems to someone who isn’t an Origin God."

Aknarel was worried by Yale, but he couldn’t do anything, so he just prayed for Yale’s safety.

Yale also noticed that he was being followed, but there was a lot of distance between them, and he fled confident of managing to lose the pursuer before his time limit ended.

He didn’t even think about battling against him. After all, that guy wasn’t as weak or stupid as the one in the Battle God’s dimension, and with Yale’s time limit, if his power disappeared before finishing the battle, he would be in grave danger.

The distance between both of them increased without stop until Yale’s power-up faded, but Yale didn’t stop and continued fleeing with all his strength.

Although the pursuer wasn’t on a distance that Yale could see with his divine sense, he was sure that the other party was still following him.

Even after fleeing for more than a year, Yale still felt that the other party hadn0t given up. It was just his instinct telling him that the other party was ready to pay any price to catch him, but Yale believed on his instinct, so he continued to flee without caring about the direction.