No Escape
The Holy Sword Society members had probably posted information in the Dimension Below, or contacted other companions to confirm what sub-district this was, but they still hadn't received any replies, and it was hard not to feel frustrated.
"If we hadn't been trapped just now, at least one or two of us might've made it into the station." Zhou Yuanzhu meant the instant they'd suddenly been immobilized in front of the space passage.
There was no doubt that the players from Zone 002 had made their move at that moment, using a space-time item to interfere with their movements and stop them from using their tickets.
But even without that less-than-one-second delay, they might not have escaped the space passage. Xu Huo was proof of that. The main issue was how close they'd been. The chain of events seemed long, but had actually taken place in the span of a breath. Once they were sucked into a high-risk dungeon, it meant they had automatically joined it. To get out again, they would have to wait until the ticket passage reopened.
High-risk dungeons were originally a way for the game to punish players who failed to complete their dungeons on time. Since they were explicitly described as punishments, the dungeons were bound to be extremely difficult. The fact that they still hadn't found any information about this one only confirmed it—most of the players who had entered it before were probably dead.
"I thought Snow City was preparing to attack other sub-districts. I never expected this item to be used against the Holy Sword Society." Uncle Guan said ruefully, "We're probably not the only ones who were attacked."
The Holy Sword Society had plenty of people in Zone 002, along with two permanent gathering places... Zhou Yuanzhu and the