Persevere.
This was the word uttered by the golden-skinned Alfanian Land Rulers as they lay heavily injured, but the one they referred to as the Great Elder acted like he didn’t even hear them.
He only looked towards the young visage of Ezraela with reverence as if he only lived for her orders.
The Covenant of the Soul was just that terrifying!
Ezraela turned her head sideways and blinked as she looked at the heavily injured Alfanian Rulers and the heavy waves of emotions they expressed as her red lips parted, an extremely sweet and calm voice echoing out from them.
“You all are in so much pain. Constantly filled with anxieties and stress. I am merely helping you all to remove this while you contribute to making these Lands less chaotic.”
…!
Her voice was sweet, and yet her words caused the remaining Land Rulers to shudder!
Her figure bent down as her hands cradled the bearded face of the Sky Ruler Alfanian referred to as the Great Elder.
“Even this one you all revere. Did you know how much weight he carried? The anxiety he had as he wondered how he could protect you all and all other Alfanians who found themselves in this place?”
…!
“It was far too heavy. But now, I have freed him. What he could not shoulder, I can easily hold up. Is that not better?”
Terrifying words that only caused the defeated Land Rulers to shudder echoed out.
But at such a time…
[Great Ezraela is right.]
The Great Elder under her control kneeled ever more as from him, a terrifying aura of the Covenant of Life bloomed- causing thousands of vines to appear and wrap around the few injured Land Rulers here, and then they spread down the mountain even further to restrict any and all thousands of Alfanians who were on this mountain!
[Please, Great Ezraela, show my people the way.]
A terrifying influence had settled on the Great Elder, to the extent that he even sought to extend it to his people!
This was how terrifying the Covenant of the Soul was.
And Ezraela was born with this Covenant assimilated into her being among multiple others.
She smiled at the actions of the Sky Ruler that was bound by his very soul- this smile being very pure.
Akin to the smile of a child doing something they considered an accomplishment.
She stroked the golden hair on this Great Alfanian Elder as from her, terrifying purple tendrils of light erupted and delved into the orifices of the other Rulers- their eyes being turned into a deadly shade of purple!
“I will ease the pain and chaos you all feel. All of your dreams, hopes, and anxieties will be wiped away as you will no longer have to worry about choices. You are among the first, soon, another will also join you in helping restore and maintain the order of Ephesus…”
Her words trailed off as she turned towards a certain direction.
There, over 20,000 miles away, stood a Sacred Gold Mountain where a creature of particular importance to Ephesus was marked.
He would join the ranks of other creatures soon enough to work beside her for the stability of Ephesus.
He was…
‘Alexander, yea?’
Ezraela called out his name in her mind as the Covenant of the Soul further cemented and highlighted this name within her psyche!
—
[Alexander…]
Ryanara called out this name as she sighed, other Alfanians surrounded her with stern expressions at the edge of the Sacred Gold Mountain.
They all thought about the man who killed multiple Land Rulers easily- a man they couldn’t fathom!
“You’re calling for me?”
…!
And shockingly, his voice echoed out from the fog as his figure broke into the clearing of the Sacred Gold Mountain.
Behind him, it seemed like a floating golden island followed his figure- such a scene causing the Alfanians to be shocked as Ryanara stuttered out her words.
[Err- yes, I was thinking about…!]
As Ryanara was speaking.
She felt the aura of Alexander truly descend as her eyes flashed with shock!
The aura he radiated.
The power he expressed!
It was something she had only observed from the Great Elder Alfanians of her race.
A Sky Ruler!
[You…] She was dazed to feel such an aura from this being as her mind couldn’t fully process it, and she could only lower her head while saying the words she wanted to say before.
[I…will head out to see if I can discover and bring more of those from the World of Alfana to the safety of your Sacred Mountain. If draconic beasts like that are running rampant…I cannot imagine how many Alfanians may be perishing to them. I will save those I can and bring them here!|
The past Princess of a region in the World of Alfana wanted to do her duty, and Alexander didn’t have any problems with this as he just nodded.
The Sacred Gold Mountain was dozens of times bigger than what the City of Carthage used to be.
Even a few billion people could be housed here and it wouldn’t be an issue!
[Be safe, and just retreat if you come across anything you can’t handle.]
He gave her a few words of reply before he floated deeper into the Sacred Gold Mountain, disappearing amidst the tall green gold trees along with the massive sculpture of the dead dragons following behind!
In the earth below, Claire, his Father, and others were gathered as he went down towards them.
The frozen gold authority around the sculpture of the dead dragons began to melt, their bodies taking on their normal form as there were far too many things to do with the corpses of Dragon Rulers.
Apart from looting their Nine-Link Sockets, their meat was filled with the tantalizing Energeia of Rulers. How beneficial would it be to enjoy it?
These were the thoughts within Alexander’s mind as another part of him was putting a great deal of work- the Enneagram Clone a few thousand miles away nearing the position of Polet as this time, the goal was not simply to kill.
If he could gain another two Rulers under his banner just like Balasa and Polet, this would equate to two more Covenants of Nature under him!
And with two more Covenants, the ridiculous capabilities of the Reformer of the Enneagram would rise from 600% to 1,000%!