readytorunbook Chapter 716: Cruel Deprivation and Severance of Inheritance
Chapter 716: Cruel Deprivation and Severance of Inheritance
"Alliance leader, there seems to be something strange on this witch." A sharp-eyed disciple suddenly said, pointing at Lin Wei's lips and tongue.
Everyone's gaze focused on them. Lin Wei once wore a small, delicate golden lip ring, inlaid with a now-dull blue gem. She also had a similar ring on the tip of her tongue, though the gem was a slightly darker color. When she was alive, these ornaments would emit a faint glow with her breathing and words, a symbol of the flow of priestly power.
"Hmm?" The leader frowned, stepped forward, and examined them carefully. "Such bizarre attire must be the medium of evil magic!" A trace of greed and ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. "Take it down! Keeping these evil things will only bring endless harm!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two disciples stepped forward, their faces filled with excitement and cruelty. Without hesitation, one of them took out a sharp dagger and, cautiously but with a sadistic pleasure, began to cut the gold ring on Lin Wei's lips.
Like the Grim Reaper's scythe, the cold dagger ruthlessly sliced through the already unconscious flesh, emitting a slight hissing sound. This sound was particularly harsh in the silent environment, like the last wail of the injured person.
The golden lip ring, once so tightly connected to Lin Wei's skin that it felt like a part of her, was now abruptly severed, leaving behind a horrifying, bloody hole. Blood gushed from the wound, staining the surrounding skin red and creating a stark contrast to the golden lip ring.
The disciple held the bloody lip ring in his hand expressionlessly, examining it carefully. His eyes were like those of a hungry wolf, gazing greedily at the lip ring, as if it were a rare treasure, not something that had just been cut from a living person.
"And there's one on the tongue!" the leader shouted sternly.
Another disciple immediately thrust a pair of small pliers into Lin Wei's slightly open mouth and clamped the tongue ring. Lin Wei's body twitched slightly from the sudden force, as if in a final struggle before death. But to those in the crowd, this twitch was merely a natural reaction, even drawing a few chuckles.
With a soft "crack," the tongue ring was forcibly ripped off, leaving behind a shred of flesh. Blood gushed out of Lin Wei's mouth again, staining the corners of her mouth and the ground beneath her red.
In the eyes of those "righteous people," these two small rings were probably just props used by the witch to cast evil spells, symbols of evil. They stripped them away in order to "eradicate the roots" and prevent the evil spell from growing again.
But they will never know what these lip rings and tongue rings mean to Lin Wei.
These aren't sorcerous mediums, but rather crucial tokens of the priest's legacy, vital instruments for connecting with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and channeling the power of inheritance. The lip ring, known as the "Spirit of Words," carries the priest's ability to communicate with the spirits, allowing them to cast spells and invoke the forces of nature. The tongue ring, known as the "Subtle Wisdom," embodies the priest's wisdom to perceive the world and discern its essence, enabling them to distinguish good from evil and truth from falsehood.
These two tokens had been inextricably linked to Lin Wei's soul since the day she inherited the priestess's throne. They were the source of her strength, a symbol of her identity, and a part of her very being. Now, to have them so brutally and cruelly stripped from her was tantamount to tearing her soul apart and severing her legacy.
If the indifference of the people before made the resurrection technique lose the key to activation, then the seizure of the token at this moment completely destroyed the foundation of resurrection.
Deep within Lin Wei's icy body, that faint flame of resurrection that could have set the whole prairie on fire was completely extinguished the moment the token left her body, like a candle flame extinguished by a violent storm.
The vast and majestic priestly power within her body, which had been passed down for thousands of years, lost its guidance and restraint. Like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, it ran rampant in her broken body. Finally, as the breath of life completely dissipated, it dissipated bit by bit into the air and turned into nothingness.
The light of life that was once full of hope, the power of inheritance that could illuminate the darkness and bring new life, was ruthlessly extinguished at this moment by those self-proclaimed righteous executioners in the most despicable and ignorant way.
Before Lin Wei's consciousness sank completely into darkness, she seemed to hear an ancient, mournful sigh. It came from the distant past, from the spirits of generations of priests, filled with disappointment and resignation. She knew it was all over. Her life, her legacy, everything she had protected, would vanish with her death.
Ultimately, she couldn't escape fate. She wasn't defeated by a powerful enemy, nor was she destroyed by her profound martial arts skills. Instead, she perished at the hands of the prejudice, indifference, and cruelty of a group of ignorant individuals. Her priestly legacy was thus, inadvertently, yet completely, interrupted by these so-called "righteous warriors."