The notification said the instance was about to begin, but the timing still wasn't fixed. I'm getting more and more interested in this war instance.
James thought excitedly, then turned to look at the Crystal Pillar. Unfortunately, he still hadn't unraveled its secrets or found Mr. Wang's fragment.
Just then, James noticed the Colorful Light inside the Crystal Pillar rapidly fading. He froze. Before he could figure out what was happening, a system notification sounded in the ears of over ten thousand players at once:
"The special war instance is now open. Click confirm to enter. Once again, please be advised: this instance is extremely dangerous, with an extremely high mortality rate." After the notification, a selection box appeared before all ten thousand-plus players at once: Enter the instance?
"Obviously! If we weren't going in, why would we have entered the selection tournament?"
The ten thousand-plus players clicked confirm one after another. Morro looked at James and asked, "Aren't you clicking?"
James stared at the Crystal Pillar, realizing he might have guessed wrong. The pillar had nothing to do with the fragment; it served some other purpose.
"Of course I am. I'll find that fragment, no matter what."
James exhaled and clicked confirm along with Morro.
Then James's vision blurred. When it cleared, he was in an unfamiliar place. The ground was scorched black, as though it had been ravaged by artillery fire.
A massive tower stood in the distance. Despite the late hour, it was brightly lit, as though construction crews were rushing to finish their work—it was daytime in New York, but nighttime here.
"Construction in the middle of the night? That's illegal."
Morro grumbled beside him. James glanced around and found that only about half the players were present.
A Light Screen also protected the