Apart from that, nothing changed. Her body wasn't stiff, and she had no discomfort or other symptoms. She was just still suspended in mid-air, unable to leave or move.
After all her efforts, Maggie's attempts were in vain, and she could only stop and wait for the flow of life force to end.
What she didn't know was that her affinity with the wood element was growing exponentially, and in just a few minutes, she had reached a level where she could use wood magic.
On the other side, Nesser's body was also changing. Unlike other elves who simply relied on the sap of tree branches to grow into adulthood, the Mother Tree of the Elves itself also supplied Nesser with a large amount of life essence, which caused his size to grow abnormally rapidly.
Her features gradually changed from their original childishness to an adult appearance, but she was still as beautiful as before, androgynous. Only her figure became taller and her limbs became longer.
A long head of silver hair grew as well, eventually reaching her waist.
A few small vines quietly peeked out from the ends of his hair, twining around his ears before silently retreating, as if afraid of being discovered, or perhaps shy.
As Nesser slowly opened his eyes in the undiluted liquid, he felt as if a connection had been established between his heart and someone.
He looked in the direction of his senses and saw Maggie floating in mid-air, her hair and eyes now emerald green.
However, Maggie herself was unaware of this, and since she didn't have a mirror, she couldn't observe the changes in herself.
In addition, the space she was in was quite special; Maggie's position prevented her from observing Nesser's presence, and only Nesser could see her from one direction.
Of course, this was not intentional on the part of the Mother Tree, nor was it a privilege of the Forest God. Rather, it was because Maggie, as a human who received the Mother Tree's gratitude, needed an independent space to absorb power without being affected.
But Nesser is also quite special, which is why he is able to 'see' Maggie's existence.
Upon realizing that Maggie was the one connected to him, Nesser's eyes lit up with intense joy, his pale ruby-like eyes fixed on Maggie with an almost greedy gaze.
Once all the changes were over, Nesser had fully transformed into a young man, and his magic level had skyrocketed.
The flow of life force within Maggie's body finally came to an end.
For some reason, Maggie also discovered a grass ring on her wrist, which seemed to be alive. When it sensed Maggie's curiosity, it would gently extend a branch and rub against Maggie's arm.
They're so affectionate, like a little puppy.
Inside the space of the Elf Mother Tree, Maggie and Nesser explored their respective finds, unaware that the chieftains and elders outside were ashen-faced. They could do nothing but wait for the Elf Mother Tree's anomaly to end.
They had even planned where to bury themselves after they atone with their deaths.
This dazzling green light doesn't look like a good thing at all. Who knows what the mother tree will look like after the light fades?
Just imagining it makes me feel like there's no hope in living.
Just as all the elves were desperately waiting for the strange phenomenon to end, the green light that the Elf Mother Tree was inexplicably emitting began to shrink, shrink, and shrink again, until it finally revealed its original form.
The elders had been staring intently at the Elf Mother Tree, and when they saw that the tree's outline was normal and had not changed, they first breathed a sigh of relief.
Their gaze finally returned to what was before them: on the elven altar, Nesser stood to one side, surrounded by the elves who had also participated in the coming-of-age ceremony with him, all of whom had now successfully transformed into adulthood.
On the other side, Maggie stood still, her eyes and hair color completely back to normal, but compared to her pure white saintly robes, the extra emerald green grass ring on her bare wrist was unusually conspicuous.
In fact, the grass ring was still somewhat alive in the space, soft and similar to a living plant. Now that it's outside that space, the emerald green grass ring on her wrist has turned into a texture close to jade, like a bracelet carved from top-grade jade.
Anyone with even a little experience and a good understanding of elven history knew what the grass ring meant, and all the elders' eyes were immediately fixed on Maggie's wrist.
Maggie also keenly noticed their fixed gazes, and her feelings were somewhat indescribably subtle.
This is the first time that when people look at her, their first glance isn't at her face, but at other parts of her body.
Maggie shifted her gaze slightly to the right, and her eyes met Nesser's.
From the moment she fell back onto the altar, Nesser had been watching her.
Maggie, however, was wary of the gazes directed at her, so she immediately looked at the group of elven elders.
After all, she didn't know if they would be hostile towards her since this unusual situation had just occurred.
To be honest, Maggie was a little stunned the moment she saw Nesser's face, because Nesser was so beautiful now, with indescribable beauty.
Pointed ears peek out from her long, silvery-white hair, her face glows with a fair complexion, and her long, thick, white eyelashes partially obscure her crystal-clear red eyes, making her look like plum blossoms falling in the snow in winter—breathtakingly beautiful.
Her lips were beautifully shaped, and perhaps because they were so pale, they had a faint cherry blossom pink tinge. At this moment, Nesser was slightly pursing his lips, and his eyes were filled with a restrained expectation as he looked at her.
The elven attire, with its flowing veils, clung perfectly to Nather's well-proportioned figure, a perfect balance of proportions, exuding an ethereal aura as if she might take flight at any moment.
Fortunately, Nesser wasn't a large-framed creature, and even when it grew up, it didn't turn into a double-door refrigerator, which was a relief for Maggie.
She could tell from a young age that Nesser was a beauty, and she certainly lived up to her expectations.
Maggie silently commented, highly approving of Nesser's beauty, and even more proud of her own taste.
She was right.
Meanwhile, as Maggie was still lost in thought, the elders, who had been almost frozen in place, finally moved. Even the clan leader joined them, and the entire group walked toward Maggie.
He ignored the dozens of newly-adult elves who desperately needed the help of their elders, and even Nesser was overlooked.
Even Maggie felt a little strange. If they hadn't shown no hostility and even seemed somewhat respectful, she probably would have run away on the spot.
This scene looks incredibly eerie.
Previously, these people had all ignored her and didn't take her seriously, even though she was the Holy Maiden of Light.
The sudden seriousness made her feel a little apprehensive.
As Maggie was thinking, several elders of the elven race stopped in front of her and bowed deeply to her.
"Welcome back our distinguished guests."
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