"Pfft."
The sharp, keen-edged greatsword pierced Mobius's body, pinning her dead to the ground. Her body twitched instinctively, then went still like a dead fish.
Fang Zheng withdrew the greatsword with a backhand motion, then folded his arms and watched the scene before him with interest.
After a moment, the scene before his eyes changed.
"Thump, thump!!"
Suddenly, Mobius's supposedly dead body jerked violently.
Then a crack appeared down the middle of her back, like a chrysalis turning into a butterfly. Her corpse gradually began to bulge from the back, while the rest of her body shriveled like a deflated balloon.
As the crack widened, a young girl raised her head from within.
It was Mobius.
But this Mobius seemed slightly younger than before. If the previous Mobius had looked around fourteen or fifteen, this one looked only twelve or thirteen...
"Well, now. This is really interesting."
Seeing this, Fang Zheng could not help but whistle.
It reminded him of a movie he had seen long ago, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. The male lead had been born looking like an old man, but as he gradually grew up, he instead became younger and younger... In the end, he died in his lover's arms in the form of an infant.
Fang Zheng finally understood why Mobius did not fear death. Clearly, death was not irreversible for her.
Each time she died, she would shed her old form and revive in a younger body. That meant that if Mobius wished it, she truly could achieve eternal youth and immortality.
Of course, that was assuming she was not killed dozens or hundreds of times in rapid succession.
Fang Zheng was certain that if he continued killing her, Mobius would grow younger still each time. She might eventually return to the stage