The Spirit of Gourmet

Chapter 143 The Wrath of the Silver Deer

"The clutches of evil?!"

Seeing the demonic claws that landed heavily in front of him, and how he struggled to get up after a long while, the anger and madness in Redo's eyes were instantly suppressed by astonishment.

Even after using the power of burning spirit, I am still so vulnerable in front of the opponent, and I can't even hurt the opponent.

Are the legendary creatures really that powerful?
Looking at the fragments of the original oath taken by the Silver Stag, Redo's eyes were filled with resentment.

He was just a hair's breadth away from having this power completely his, taking him to new heights, but now everything has fallen apart.

"Heh..." He let out a low, desolate laugh, and in the next instant, madness filled Redo's eyes once again.

"If I can't have it, no one else can!"

As he finished speaking, Redo pulled a controller from his waist, his eyes gradually turning red. "Today, no one will leave!"

"What are you going to do?!" Qin Lang was startled. Looking at the other party's controller, a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart for some reason.

"What for?" Redo grinned. "You'll find out soon enough."

As he spoke, he pressed the button on the controller without hesitation.

The next instant, a deafening explosion echoed throughout the entire dungeon. Flames and heat waves swept in from the direction from which Redo had come, and large cracks instantly covered every corner of the dungeon like a spider web.

Upon feeling this familiar vibration, everyone's expression changed simultaneously.

Now inside the underground palace, the tremors they felt were far more pronounced than ever before. Accompanied by a deep rumble, a massive boulder crashed down from the palace's dome, followed by a second, then a third…

"Hahahaha—" Redo laughed wildly amidst the falling rubble, "So what if he's the Silver Deer? He'll be buried here today!"

"The ancestral underground palace... is about to collapse." Ruan Cen's voice became serious again, and his eyes held a complex expression.

This underground palace, guarded by the Mist Keepers for generations, is about to disappear. Fortunately, he has completed his duties as a Mist Keeper and, when the world needs the Silver Deer, he returns this token that carries the friendship between the Silver Deer and Jock, the rider of the deer.

"Yo—"

A furious cry of a deer rang out at that moment.

As the antler bells jingled, the silver deer's eyes lost their calmness and were filled with anger.

This underground palace, built by Jock, also carries memories of a certain period in its past, but it is now being destroyed by the humans before it.

Silvery-white energy surged outwards from it like a tidal wave, causing the air to suddenly freeze and large boulders to stand still in mid-air.

It took a heavy step forward, and at the same time, Redo's four food spirits were forced back into the star vein.

“You…” Redo’s expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to say something, a vine swept fiercely towards him.

The Protoss Guardians, which were supposed to withstand the attack, were torn to shreds as easily as a piece of paper. Redo screamed as he slammed heavily against the wall before falling to the ground.

"Yo—"

The Silver Deer let out another high-pitched cry, and its silvery-white energy surged even more violently, transforming into a huge pillar of light that shot into the sky, quickly opening up a new path from the underground palace to the surface.

After taking one last look at the underground palace, which was no longer the same as it had been in his memory, the Silver Deer transformed into a white shadow and stepped into the passage to leave.

“Silver Deer, wait!” Ruan Cen shouted, “Bailu Mountain City is about to be flooded. Only you can save everyone now.”

"please!"

"jingle--"

A deer antler bell rang from afar in response. Seeing that the silver deer had agreed to her request, Ruan Cen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go too."

"The passage opened by the Silver Deer will not collapse for the time being; this is the safest way for us to leave here."

"Mr. Ruan Cen, is there nothing else important in the underground palace that you want to take with you?" Zuo Ge couldn't help but ask.

“No.” Ruan Cen shook her head slightly. “The others are just small things, not worth risking your life for.”

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Cao Dongdong urged anxiously, watching the falling rubble. "Let's get outside first, then we can talk about other things."

No one said anything more, and they quickly walked towards the passage.

"Oh, right." As she passed Redo lying on the ground, Ruan Cen pointed at him, "Take him out with you too."

"Mr. Ruan Cen, why did you bring him along!" Zhao Qian said angrily. "If it weren't for him, the underground palace wouldn't have collapsed."

Ruan Cen shook her head. "His crimes will naturally be judged by the Spirit Chef Association, but we cannot abandon him now."

"Dongdong, let's take him with us." Qin Lang patted Cao Dongdong's shoulder, who was about to speak, and pulled Redo up without saying a word.

The opponent had already fallen into a coma after being struck by the Silver Deer in a fit of rage, and was now powerless to resist.

Qin Lang and Cao Dongdong worked together to lift him up, and the group quickly left along the passage before the underground palace completely collapsed.

They only stopped when they were back on the ground.

The Silver Deer did not open the exit of the passage at Misty Hidden Mountain, but at another mountain next to Misty Hidden Mountain, where there is no flash flood and it is relatively safe.

“Look, the flash flood has stopped,” Zhao Qian said softly, pointing to the nearby Misty Hidden Mountain.

Following the sound, everyone looked and saw a silver-white figure appearing and disappearing in the misty, cloud-shrouded Misty Mountain. The torrent that had rushed down the mountain was receding at a visible speed and seeping back into the underground water system.

“Yes, the flash flood has stopped.” Ruan Cen gazed towards the mountainside of Misty Hidden Mountain, the place where the Misty Guardians had lived for generations.

"We should head down the mountain."

The group arrived at the foot of Misty Hidden Mountain. Although the flash flood had receded, the area was still full of mud and various rocks and trees that had been washed down.

A large number of figures dressed in the uniforms of the Spirit Chef Association gathered at the foot of the mountain and quickly walked forward after seeing the crowd.

"Ruan Cen, it's so good to see you're alright." One of the middle-aged men, who looked rather serious, looked Ruan Cen up and down and then breathed a sigh of relief. "What exactly happened? Why did Misty Hidden Mountain become like this?"

“You’ve come at the right time.” Ruan Cen glanced at the other party, then stepped aside to let Lei Duo, who was being carried by Qin Lang and Cao Dongdong, pass. “Let’s arrest him.”

"Redo?!"

The serious-looking middle-aged man recognized Redo's face and immediately showed a surprised expression. "This is an elite officer of the hunting team. What is he doing here?"

“Everything that happened in Misty Hidden Mountain is related to the Treasure Hunting Team.” Ruan Cen paused for a moment, “The specific details are now in your hands to investigate.”

"Alright." The middle-aged man nodded, waved his hand, and two figures stepped forward, one on each side, to hold Redo down, handcuff him, and seal his star veins.

One of them looked at Qin Lang with a strange expression.

"Is it you again?"

(End of this chapter)