We Were Played
But as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed the players nearby beginning to disappear one by one—they were being swallowed by the instance!
His brows furrowed slightly. He was about to take out a teleportation item, but the moment he took a step and his foot touched the ground, he sensed that the atmosphere around him had changed. The buildings along the street were identical, but he could tell he had entered the instance.
He stopped and looked around. As expected, his Spiritual World was heavily suppressed. He could sense only two or three hundred meters in every direction. There wasn't a single ordinary person within that range, just a handful of scattered players.
"What's going on? Where have all the people from Holy Land City gone?" Some players stood where they were, while others had already returned from the edge of the city. "We can't get out. There's thick fog beyond the city, and no matter which way we go, we end up back in Holy Land City. We must have entered an instance!"
Some players immediately started cursing. It wasn't just players who had cleared the instance who had been suddenly dragged in; players who had failed to clear it in the past and been stranded here had been pulled in too.
Before coming to Holy Land City, Xu Huo had heard from players who had cleared the instance that they had to enter the Holy Land Temple to activate it. During his days at the temple, he had indeed seen people enter the instance from there. Both players from this Sub-district and outsiders had assumed that this mental instance was a closed-area instance. Unlike the B-class instances that used an entire Sub-district as their setting, players who failed to clear it should have