"Are you kidding me?"
Matilda's mouth hung open for a long while before she finally managed to voice her question.
However, Xu Xiao gave no further response.
She merely closed her eyes and fully mobilized the Authority of Tolerance within her body.
Pure-white thorns glowing with a faint light slowly grew from Xu Xiao's body and rapidly approached the headless corpse on the ground.
Before long, the tips of the thorns touched their target and silently burrowed inside.
The blood that had yet to coagulate began to flow again, while the oxygen-starved heart started beating on its own.
Flesh wriggled at the neck that Mighty Strength had forcibly twisted apart, and tiny thorn buds, as thin as strands of hair, began to emerge.
They tangled and intertwined, quickly stitching the head and body back together.
A trace of pain appeared on Xu Xiao's serene face, and her brows drew together slightly.
Fortunately, the entire process did not last very long.
After roughly a dozen breaths, the Oglin Kobold whom Matilda had violently killed opened his eyes again and sprang up from the ground with a howl.
"Huh? Wasn't I dead?!"
"Didn't my head get twisted off?"
"I even saw my own headless body!"
"How am I alive again?"
"Was everything that just happened a dream?"
The Oglin Kobold kept feeling his neck, speaking in stammers and incoherent fragments.
Matilda cast him a sidelong glance and said with utter disdain, "You weren't dreaming. You really did die, but this silly girl brought you back."
"Of course, if you can't adjust and want to return to death's embrace, I can help you out for free."
At those words, the Oglin Kobold's legs gave out, and he immediately dropped to his knees.
It was not because he wanted to beg the Octopus Lady