Helplessness.
It was a unique feeling where, while standing in front of another, the decision of life and death was entirely out of his control!
The Wandering Alchemist, Ashmole, could have chosen to do whatever he wished today, and Alexander would not have been able to have even a single say.
The only reason he was still standing was because of the nature of this being where he simply did not feel like killing.
So long as he received a drop of Blood from the other party, he would not kill!
“…”
It was a unique event that made him feel a sense of helplessness, but it was also an event that gave him an opportunity to make tremendous gains.
But he knew.
All these gains would not even amount to a fraction of power of Ashmole as all the growth he was currently having…was all forced due to a single sip of tea that this being provided.
As he held the heavy cup in his hand and sensed the unfathomable changes within him, Alexander knew…he did not wish to feel that sensation of helplessness again.
Because if there was a next time, and the next wandering being was nowhere near as eccentric as Ashmole, he may simply find himself erased with a swipe of a hand!
“Okay.”
He affirmed to himself.
In his mind, the singular question he had prophesied a while ago rang out again and again.
For the sake of peace, just what will be enough?
“Okay.”
He repeated himself again.
His hand then rose as the cup in his hands touched his lips again, and he did not just take a sip this time as he instead swallowed every last drop in a single sitting!
And…
BOOM!
His…Existence, as referred to by Ashmole, vibrated and made itself known that it was about to break, but the Enneagram pulsed to contain and direct everything.
His gaze was stern and decisive as he allowed the tremendous growth to jump on another gear!
Ashmole was a terrifying being, but he talked about many things that allowed him to see the path forward.
Past a Galaxy, one could forge Galactic Filament as at this point, they should be starting to grasp the Tao.
After forming the Supermassive Empyreal Galaxy, he always felt like his assimilated Covenants of Nature were reaching out towards something he could barely grasp.
Now, this thing was very clear as he currently felt all the Covenants of Nature leading towards grand directions!
Some in the same direction, others in different directions.
But those directions were…
“The Tao…”
Majestic rulings containing authorities of many Covenants of Nature as they oversaw the Cosmos one was in!
Or…this was what could be gathered from Ashmole.
But when he closed his eyes as inside of his Enneagram, more and more Supermassive Empyreal Galaxies were being born, the concentrations of Covenants of Nature reached never before observed levels as he was able to follow them to touch upon grandiose rivers of authority!
Rivers that seemed to be connected to a vast sea as the one he felt most familiar with currently was one that he followed due to the dense concentrations of Gold.
He followed this line of connection as he sought the identity of the Tao he could most closely feel!
And lucky for him, he was not alone.
He had the Enneagram.
With the recent breakthrough of multiple Supermassive Empyreal Galaxies, the Core Features of the Enneagram were undergoing tremendous changes as there was one, in particular, relating to authorities that made things rather interesting!
||The Core Feature of The Reformer of the Enneagram has been unlocked to its Minor Empyreal Stage. Under its renewed brilliance, every grasped Covenant of Nature increases your rate of Understanding and Assimilation of all Covenants of Nature by 5,000% and the unfathomable authorities of the Tao by 1,000%. You can now begin sensing and understanding the endlessly complex Taos governing the musings of Reality that others can only dream of.||
…!
A changing and advancing feature as he became more powerful!
It made it even easier for Alexander as the moment he sought to understand exactly what Gold and a few other Covenants were leading him to, the space above him split open as he began to observe a Tao filled with emboldened golden radiance.
A Tao that encompassed The Covenant of Gold and many more things inside of it…it was the Tao of…
“Chrysopoeia…”
WAA!
He merely uttered out the name as rivers of halcyon radiance gushed out from space and bathed his figure.
||You have stepped on the path of and understood 1% of the Grand Tao of Chrysopoeia.||
||The power of the Grand Tao of Chrysopoeia begins to bathe your Existence and elevate it towards a higher level.||
…!
His forming Supermassive Empyreal Galaxy became bathed by the intense influence of this Tao, their radiance and heaviness becoming even greater as Alexander felt like he unlocked a grandiose path!
And yet even with this…he still felt a sense of helplessness as Ashmole had spoken of even greater things.
Of Boundaries and Extremity.
Even Taos felt like nothing before those as at this moment, he had to take a pause and stop everything he was doing.
Ashmole was too far away.
His power was too far away.
What he comprehended was too far away!
Where Alexander was right now…he could not change as even while understanding just how far the stage he was chasing was, he could control the level of helplessness he felt and only choose to proceed ahead!
Enough whining about it.
He was on the stage of understanding Taos.
Even if it was nothing before Ashmole, it was what he had currently! So he would grasp all the Taos he could.
He would assimilate all of them into himself!
And then he would touch upon whatever boundaries and extremes Ashmole talked about!
Step by step.
Rapidly and surely.
He would get there.
And by the time he did…he would ask himself.
For the sake of peace…would it be enough?