After leaving the warehouse, Moses soon arrived at his destination.
The so-called underground fighting arena is actually a large abandoned building.
From a distance, one could see tall buildings with only shells standing in the night.
And in the center of these abandoned tall buildings, there was one towering structure brightly lit.
With this towering structure as the center point, the surrounding open space is filled with various luxury cars, as well as many burly men in black suits standing guard.
Moses hid in the darkness, silently observing the illuminated building in the center. Even though he is still some distance away, he could still hear the noise coming from that building.
Moses could almost imagine the scene inside:
Two strong men fighting to the death on the arena, surrounded by a group of well-dressed elites from the upper echelons of society, as well as gangsters with a strong presence in Nightless City.
They would be shouting all kinds of vulgar words at the arena, regardless of their image, and their foreheads and eyes will be bloodshot due to excessive excitement, making them look like demons returning from hell.
This is the picture that appeared in Moses's mind.
'Let's sneak in and take a look.'
After pausing for a moment, Moses summoned the shadow, molding it into a mud-like substance that covered his body.
In just a short moment, Moses turned into an entirely black figure, with only his eyes visible.
After making these preparations, Moses silently approached the brightly lit tall building.
Judging from the large number of security forces near the building, it was evident that the organizers attached great importance to security, which is enough to emphasize the scale and significance of the event.
After arriving near the building, Moses did not act rashly. He observed for a while and found a place with the weakest defense. Then, he started taking action and sneaked into the building smoothly.
Once inside, Moses discovered an entirely different world.
The corridor floor was covered with crystal tiles, and a red carpet covering the floor of the crystal tiles is extremely eye-catching.
Various Western-style light fixtures emitted bright light, filling every corner of the visible space.
From the outside, the high-rise's exterior seemed to consist of red brick walls without even a layer of cement,
Moreover, the floors from the fifth floor upwards were exposed to the wind just like other unfinished buildings around, with only an outer shell.
However, the extravagant interior decor of the building rivaled the large casinos in Nightless City.
Avoiding the conspicuous red carpet corridor, Moses walked around for a while and eventually found a corridor that led to the arena.
Approaching a double door with handles inlaid in it, Moses gently pushed it open.
As the double doors slowly revealed the gap, one after another waves of noise passed through penetrated Moses's ears through the opening.
Moses paid no attention to the deafening noise, and slipped through the slightly open double doors.
As the doors closed, Moses looked forward.
The floors above in this room were entirely pierced through, transformed into a structure reminiscent of a Roman amphitheater.
At the center is a spacious circular arena.
There are dozens of transparent glass cabinets placed in the open space around the ring, and a burly man is imprisoned in each cabinet.
Outside the arena, there was a circular and ascending amphitheater for the audience.
With the direct beam of light coming from above the ring, Moses could barely see that the spectator stands were filled with people.
Moses glanced around the environment and felt that this place looked familiar.
He pondered for a moment and then thought about the 1v1 arena in the Heavens Arena, which bore a striking resemblance to this place.
It is possible that the organizers took inspiration from the style of the arena in the Heavens Arena before transforming this place.
'The lighting in the audience seats is quite dim, but if I move around casually, I might attract attention.'
Moses's figure remained hidden in the darkness as he surveyed the densely packed spectator stands. He then looked at the 80 or so glass cabinets surrounding the arena and the two burly men engaged in combat on the stage.
This place is too vast.
With the range that Moses can sense the aura of the Swamp People, if he wanted to accurately find the Swamp People among hundreds or thousands of spectators, he will have to move around, but such actions would draw too much attention.
Moreover, the glass cabinets placed around the arena were at least a hundred meters away from the front row of the audience's seats.
So even if he reached the front row, it would still be impossible to confirm it.
Suddenly, Moses's attention was drawn to the commentator's voice.
The commentator's passionate voice was amplified by the loudspeaker and drowned out the sound of the entire audience, echoing in the air above the arena.
From the commentary content, Moses heard the words 'Fox River No. 5' and 'Fox River No. 11', causing a slight shock in his heart.
'Fox River and numbers?'
'In other words, the two men currently fighting on the stage were likely prisoners who had escaped from Fox River Prison.'
'The organizers captured these prisoners and placed them on a life-and-death arena to entertain various esteemed guests, assigning them easy-to-remember numbers.'
'Are those people in the cabinet...also prisoners of Fox River?'
Moses's gaze shifted, once again looking towards the transparent glass cabinets surrounding the arena.
The men confined inside these cabinets had two common characteristics: shaved heads, and burly physique.
This reminded Moses of the group of Swamp People he found in the 'Slaughterhouse' just now. They all had shaved heads, but hardly any of them had a burly physique.
'The organizer of this place must have mobilized a lot of manpower to hunt down the prisoners who escaped from Fox River Prison, right?'
Considering the overall situation in Nightless City, there was indeed such a possibility.
As the efforts of the gang members in pursuing escaped prisoners might be even more enthusiastic than the local law enforcement.
'Which means…'
'The organizers here captured many prisoners from Fox River, and then the tall and robust Fox River prisoners were sent directly to the life-and-death arena?'
'As for the ordinary-built Fox River prisoners, were they sent to the slaughterhouse to be directly turned into money?'
If Moses's speculation is true, then this kind of money-making method can be said to be treating the Fox River prisoners as a cash cow.
However, the real incentive behind this could only be the dubious actions of the officials in the Dena Region.
'There are 81 people in the cabinets, plus the two on the arena, making it a total of 83…'
'If they are all swamp people, after absorbing this group, the strength of the shadow clone may be increased by another level.'
'At any rate, let's directly get the shadow clone give it a try.'
Moses stared intently at the transparent glass cabinets surrounding the arena and quickly made a decision.
He turned around and left the area, found a concealed spot, and then create the shadow clone.
Instead of directly controlling the actions of the shadow clone, he slowly closed his eyes and sketched out the image of Hisoka in his mind.
It is no longer the two-dimensional image he saw in the original work, but the realistic image that he saw with his own eyes after meeting Hisoka tonight.
After a while…
Colors slowly appearing on the dark body of the shadow clone. At the same time, the outline and volume of the body have also undergone noticeable changes.
This visible change lasted for about twenty seconds.
Then, the shadow clone turned into Hisoka's appearance.
It is no longer Picasso Hisoka, but the evolved 3D Hisoka, except that there are swellings in a few areas on his face.
"Ugh…"
Moses gently rubbed his forehead.
Since he couldn't get rid of the image of Hisoka's pig-headed face out of his mind after encountering him tonight, even though he could recreate Hisoka's attire and hairstyle during the mimicry, he couldn't help but to add swellings on Hisoka's face…
"Forget it, it's just a small flaw."
Moses raised his hand and patted 3D Hisoka's shoulder.
"It's all yours now, 3D Hisoka."
As soon as the words fell…
3D Hisoka walked towards the arena.