Whispers of the Machine Age
Chapter 3102

Chosen One of Time

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Emilia closed her eyes. The emerald light radiating from her Destiny Ring and body gathered in her cupped hands, while the leaf patterns on the backs of her hands peeled away from her skin and merged with that light as wandering green lines.

At first, the light was not especially bright, but as those green patterns reformed within it, the glow cradled in Emilia's hands grew increasingly radiant.

Shade even noticed that, as the leaf patterns left the backs of her hands, the tall, well-proportioned Elf Girl was gradually becoming shorter.

But most people did not notice that for the moment. Their attention was fixed on her palms. Emerald light illuminated the entire clearing, and within it, what the elf held was clearly a tiny sapling.

The sapling had complete roots, a trunk, branches, and leaves. Natural runes were branded onto its trunk, golden light flowed along its veins, and its spreading roots were nearly as large as its crown.

A round "bubble" enveloped the tiny sapling, gradually isolating it from the surrounding light. But this seemed more like Protection, shielding the Rebirth tree from outside interference. At the beginning, the little tree had been transparent, but it swiftly solidified into a physical form as all the green leaf patterns from Emilia's hands transferred into it.

Only then did people gradually realize that the elf holding the sapling had once again turned into a "little elf." Her long golden hair fluttered behind her, and the light from the sapling illuminated her somewhat childish face. Though she looked immature, that appearance made her seem especially solemn at this moment.

The Time Great Witch, a demigod who should not have appeared in this era, saw through the truth:

"So that's how it is—she never grew that quickly at all. The seed attached

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