Immortal In A Death Game-Chapter 189: The Strength of An Administrator

Chapter 189: Chapter 189: The Strength of An Administrator

<WTF???!!!>

<an admin?!>

<ALL OF US AREDEAD>

<ggs. Delete your browser history, bros>

<Bruh. Is adam an adminstrator>

<did it try to stop adam’s fist???!!! Was the Endless actually going to destroy the Dome?!>

<lol stop glazing adam’s nuts>

<can someone ban this guy already>

<do you guys really believe tihs? This is AI lolol.>

And while the chat was in an uproar, Johnny’s hands trembled as he gripped his controls. He’d been chasing viral content, scraping by with mediocre footage since the last Game, but this... this was beyond anything he’d imagined. His drone shook in the air, the camera feed wavering as his fingers struggled to maintain steady control.

"Come on, come on," he whispered, sweat beading on his forehead. "Stay steady."

But even through the screen, separated by miles, the presence of the Administrator made his chest tight. If he was this nervous just watching through a monitor, he couldn’t imagine what the people on the ground were experiencing. They were probably... scared.

But Johnny was wrong. The people outside the Dome weren’t scared, no. They were utterly and ridiculously terrified.

Dr. Sarah’s clipboard clattered to the concrete as her hands shook uncontrollably. The other researchers had gone completely silent, some backing away into the tents, others pressing closer despite their terror. The soldiers stood frozen, weapons half-raised but useless against something that existed beyond their understanding.

[Administrator Vaydrael is warning Adam not to continue what he was doing.]

The words appeared in glowing text before everyone present, but Dr. Sarah barely registered them. This was the first time she’d seen an Administrator in person. Twenty years of studying the Game, analyzing data, theorizing about these entities, and now one floated mere yards away.

The Administrator had long, flowing hair that seemed to move without wind, and like most of its kind, it appeared both masculine and feminine simultaneously, an effortless beauty. Three eyes stared down at Adam—two where they should be, and a third centered on its forehead. Six wings spread from its back, translucent and shimmering but solid at the same time.

And yet... it didn’t look threatening. Not at all.

If anything, the Administrator looked worried. Dr. Sarah blinked hard, wondering if stress was making her hallucinate. Were Administrators even capable of emotions?

[The Administrator, Vaydrael, asks Adam to stop once again.]

The Administrator finally released Adam’s fist, and Adam immediately backed away, his boots scraping against the cracked ground.

It was the same feeling again—that sense of his strike not being blocked, but being completely nullified, as if his new 93 Strength meant nothing against this being’s palm.

Adam clenched his jaw. He wanted to destroy the Game, to end this nightmare that had consumed humanity for two decades. But if the Administrators were this powerful... how would he be able to defeat—

[Administrator Vaydrael asks Adam to stop what he is thinking.]

Adam’s eyes widened. "You can read my mind?"

Vaydrael looked like it sighed, though no sound emerged. It floated closer, its six wings remaining perfectly still as it moved through the air.

"N-no..." one of the researchers blurted out, his breath choking.

Adam glanced around at the terrified researchers and soldiers.

"If you want to kill someone, just kill me. The others aren’t involved in... my plan," he quickly said while pointing at himself. "It’s me. I’m the only one who wants to destroy the Dome, they’re not part of it."

Vaydrael tilted its head, looking curious. Then it turned around, floating toward the Dome’s surface.

It glanced back at Adam and raised a single finger.

The Administrator extended its hand toward the Dome.

To Adam’s shock, it... flicked its finger at the invisible wall.

Everyone held their breath at that—no. It was more like they couldn’t breathe at all.

The Administrator’s single flick sucked the air from around them. A powerful blast erupted outward, shaking everything for miles. Miles.

Sound itself seemed to stop, replaced by a crushing pressure that made eardrums pop and vision blur. But there was no sound, no. Only a weird pressure. Trees in the distance bent nearly horizontal. The tents were blown away, almost taking the researchers who were still inside with them.

None of them could scream or panic, however... because all of them were kneeling on the ground.

"What the?!" Johnny’s drone plummeted from the sky, its feed cutting to black as the device crashed somewhere in the wilderness.

<what the?! Why did the stream go offline?!>

<WTTFF??? ARE WE DEAD?!>

<i swear this channel, bruh. Gonna report you for clickbait.>

<lool. U guys really believe this shit? Its AI. boomers>

<im unsubscribing from this shit. Give me back my money>

<report. Mass report!>

"Fuck! Do we have another drone?! Quick! Quick!"

Johnny and his team started to panic, almost as if mirroring the Dome.

The Dome rippled more violently than it ever had, its surface wobbling like jelly, changing shape as waves of energy cascaded across its entirety. The researchers, although fearing for their lives, couldn’t help but stare at this.

Adam’s strikes only caused the Domes to ripple, and they’d already detected abnormal amounts of energy from his punches. Researchers of the past had also tried several bombs, and some researchers said that the Dome would survive a nuclear explosion—and yet that one single flick... actually caused the Dome to move.

The doctors continued to watch in awe, but even after long seconds passed, the Dome... didn’t crack. It slowly returned to its normal state, as if the devastating display of power had been nothing more than a gentle tap.

[The Administrator, Vaydrael, asks if Adam understood now.]

Vaydrael slowly turned back, floating close to Adam again.

Adam didn’t flinch. His fists remained coiled, ready.

[Vaydrael tells Adam the battle cannot be stopped. To stop it is to go against The Universe. To go against The Universe is to become... Nothing.]

"Nothing...?" Adam stared directly at Vaydrael, unflinching.

[Vaydrael warns Adam not to challenge the Universe, or he and his world would risk early demise. This is not a threat, but a warning.]