Immortal In A Death Game

Chapter 222: Oh... F

"We come in peace!"

Not even a millisecond after stepping into the void, Harvey quickly raised his hands. He was making it known that they weren’t enemies, to the aliens who’d completely ignored and blatantly attacked them again and again, even after Adam’s copious amounts of effort to show they were peaceful.

Of course, he didn’t actually think it would work—it was just his own way of... coping.

Coping with this situation that none of them had ever faced before. He’d stepped into numerous Leaks before, but this was the first time he was doing it as a so-called Survivor. He absolutely had no idea what was waiting for him on the other side.

And he wasn’t alone.

Try as they might, Beatrice and Carmen’s faces flinched and twitched, their bodies extremely tensed as they took their first step into a brand new world.

All of their worries, however, were completely useless as no one was waiting for them on the other side—not even a single shadow.

"Well... that’s disappointing," Harvey whispered, lowering his arm before quickly pulling out his phone and starting to take videos.

"Yo! Wassup! It’s your boy, the Hairless Mamba! You wouldn’t believe where we at right now, for reals. For reals! We’re in..."

"Dios mio... he’s fucking one of them." Behind him, Carmen’s shoulders dropped. Her vision finally cleared, no longer locking in on any small shadows that dared to move around her—and with her no longer trying to kill anything that tried to move, the beautiful field that surrounded her finally registered in her mind.

"This place..." Her eyes widened. Around them, a sea of colorful grass danced that stretched for miles, if

that was grass. It seemed incredibly soft, their edges almost blurry as they moved around like cotton—no, soap.

But they were grass. Carmen crouched, touching them and feeling the texture of grass. They also looked like they changed colors when she brushed her hands along them, turning bright pink before curling as if to hide away.

"This..." Carmen gasped. "This is fucking ugly."

"You’re literally wearing pink."

"Yeah, because it’s only pretty if I’m fucking wearing it," Carmen scoffed, standing up while glaring at Harvey. "Anyway, I don’t see the corpses the midget threw back in... or the car for that matter. You think they took it?"

"Yeah...?" Harvey shrugged. "If I lived in the Middle Ages and saw a fancy-looking cart, I’d definitely take it home."

"The fuck you know about that Middle Ages?" Carmen snarled at him before turning her her focus to Beatrice, who was also recording everything with her tablet. "Oi, nerd. What do you think? And what the fuck are you doing?"

"I am recording for data accumulation to be sent to the actual nerds," Beatrice promptly answered, not even glancing back at Carmen as she spoke. "Interesting—it is faint, very much like during the Game. But do you two also see the Dome surrounding us?"

"Yeah." Harvey nodded. "It’s... much smaller, though. Like the size of a fucking football field?"

"You Americans and your obsession with measuring things with foot."

"This area..." Beatrice started checking on her tablet. "...the monsters, they’ve always been observed to not go that far away from the position of the Leak. Could it be that it was because there was actually a Dome preventing them from going beyond in the first place?"

"Good try, Einstein," Carmen mocked, crossing her arms as she walked beside her. "Except monsters are being smuggled left and right. You know how many live monsters are being crossed over the border every day? It—"

Beatrice suddenly pointed at Carmen, her finger only an inch away from her nose.

"What the fuck...? You—"

"That’s right." Before Carmen could even finish, Beatrice talked over her as she started walking around.

"We need to test whether or not we can pass through this Dome—but the chances are, we could. The monsters are like ants, being kept inside by a circular marker they don’t know they can cross because, well

, they’re monsters." Beatrice muttered. "But that means... this Dome is not for keeping us inside, but for keeping something else in. If I’m right...

...there should be a Crystal here somewhere."

Carmen squinted, then turned her focus back to Harvey, who just shrugged at her in response.

"We need to start looking before more of those aliens come," Beatrice turned, wind collecting under her feet and causing the colorful grass to swirl up and dance around her. "Adam said he no longer wants any more bloodshed. I, for one, agree with him."

"Aight. But should we really split up? I don’t think that’s a good idea," Harvey said. "This is how people die in movies."

"Stop being such a fucking pussy." Carmen waved him off. "From everyone we’ve faced so far, these aliens are weak."

"A lot of Heroes are weak," Beatrice followed. "But a lot of Heroes are also strong, and stronger than Harvey and me—you might be okay by yourself, Berserk Fairy. But Harvey and I are a team."

"Psh..." Carmen also waved her off, her blood-red wings sprouting from behind her as she shot upright beside Beatrice. "Fine, I’ll fucking babysit the two of you motherfuckers."

She gazed down, flexing and rotating her foot to check if her wound was starting to heal.

"And besides, if anything happens to the two of you..." Carmen sighed. "...I don’t want to deal with whatever fucking speech the midget’s going to say. Or he might just fucking eat me. Wait, that came out wrong."

"You’re the only one who thought that came out wrong," Harvey smirked at her. "And why the fuck do you keep calling him a midget? You’re fucking shorter than him!"

"The fuck you say to me?!"

And as Carmen flew down toward Harvey, Beatrice only sighed and shook her head. She then flew higher, her eyes scanning everything within the horizon. Fortunately for them, the area was an empty field, so it should be incredibly easy to see if there actually was a Crystal waiting for them to destroy.

And... there it was.

"That’s... it?" Not even seconds later, Carmen found a glittering, clear Crystal casually hovering on the ground, anchored close to the edge of the transparent Dome. "I found it!"

Carmen and Harvey, who were about to start arguing, quickly glanced up at Beatrice.

"That fast?! Then we should—B?" Before Harvey could finish, however, he noticed Beatrice slowly lowering herself, her face slightly flushed.

"We..." Beatrice paused, her eyes snapping at Harvey. "We should have entered earlier."

"What? Why?" Harvey squinted. Carmen, upon seeing Beatrice’s expression, quickly shot back up into the sky. She looked at where Beatrice was looking, and then quickly dove back down.

"Oh, fuck! We’re fucked!" She grabbed Harvey’s bald head and started randomly caressing it violently.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Harvey tried waving her off, but Carmen’s Strength was too far above him that all he could really do was let her be. "Why isn’t anyone telling me what they saw?! News flash, I can’t fucking fly!"

"They are bringing in an army," Beatrice finally answered.

"A what now?"

"A fucking army, gringo." Carmen lightly pushed his head away as she landed back on the ground. "They brought the fucking cavalry. There are probably tens of thousands."

"Oh... I’m seeing it now." Harvey blinked, and the two ladies turned in the direction where the army should be approaching, and saw a cloud of colorful grass and dust building up on the horizon. "You’re saying... the Crystal is in the direction of the army?"

"Yes." Beatrice nodded. "If we went in earlier... we could have destroyed it before this army arrived."

"Where the fuck did their people even fucking come from?! I didn’t see any city—wait, let me double check."

Carmen flew back up, higher this time, before returning to Harvey and Beatrice.

"Fuck! I saw it, there’s like a fucking city and a castle there!" Carmen nervously laughed, but this was quickly replaced by a soft, manic cackle.

"Okay... who wants to bet who kills more?" Carmen smiled.

"No, no playing games." Beatrice quickly stopped her. "I have a plan—as soon as the troops pass by the Crystal, you and I will dive down and quickly try to destroy it."

"...I don’t think I like where this is going." Harvey squinted.

"If we can’t destroy it quickly, you need to distract them, H."

"I fucking knew it!" Harvey pointed at Beatrice. "But let’s fucking—"

"No..." Beatrice then waved him off. "...Let’s call that plan off."

"It’s your fucking plan!" Carmen pointed at her in frustration.

"I know. But there are too many unknown variables—what if they have an S-tier Hero with them? What if they have two?" Beatrice shook her head. "From what I gather, the Heroes we have faced are more than like C-tiers, max. Their species might be physically weaker than us at base, but the gifts granted by the Game will put as at the same playing field."

"What the fuck do you propose we do, then?! They’re coming!"

"I... I need to ask Adam."

"What?! What the fuck do you need to ask him for?! Aren’t you the brains of the operation?!" Carmen raised her voice even further. "Look. I’ve known the midget for only hours...

...and I know there’s nothing inside that handsome little head of his!"