Underworld

At midnight, Arthur left the hotel in the direction of Vitor's nightclub, which should still be tied up inside the office. He was wearing a black cotton shirt with a black hooded coat. In the lower parts, he wore black jogger pants with black minimalist sneakers in the All-Star style. He was also wearing a basic cap and cotton mask, both black. In his hands, the gloves had already materialized.

In the middle of the night, he literally seemed to disappear into the darkness, and that was exactly the purpose of the clothes. Arthur didn't want to attract attention, just as he didn't want to have his face seen by anyone, so this was the best combination of clothes.

Arthur walked in a hurry, and when he was in a dark area, he suddenly accelerated, which gave the impression of a shadow passing quickly. While doing this, Arthur gradually got used to his strength and speed, while also enjoying the feeling of the breeze passing by.

When he finally arrived in front of the nightclub, Arthur, without a hint of sweat, opened the door, already unlocked, and noticed that someone had passed through here. Thanks to his recently improved memory, any change in an environment he had already experienced would be immediately noticed.

Knowing that it was possibly one of the employees, Arthur ignored it and went to the office door. Taking the key off his inventory, he opened the door and saw that Vitor was still tied to the chair, but the tapes were looser, and the chair was a few millimeters from where it was before. He was also able to see some fingerprints on the desk and landline, as the room was cold and the colored LED lights also helped the observation.

He then looked at Vitor, who was pretending to sleep.

'It is hard to think that a child would have a keen eye to see if there were any such small differences in the room, but those fingerprints are too obvious !! If there was a reverse Nobel, for the dumbest people in the world, this guy would probably be one of the top candidates. He's even pretending to sleep! ' Thinking about the whole scene, Arthur couldn't help laughing under the mask.

He then walked over to Vitor, touched the trapezius muscle lightly and squeezed it hard with his fingertips.

"Aaaaaargh! You bastard, why did you do that !?" Vitor "woke up" and shouted at Arthur.

"Look who woke up! Weren't you thinking about getting some more sleep? Do you want me to bring you a bed and tell you a bedtime story?" Arthur spoke sarcastically, while squeezing more and more.

"Stop, stop, Stooop!!" Vitor screamed more as his heart filled with deep hatred for the repeated humiliations that Arthur gave him.

"Okay! Come on, get up! We're going to the Arena!" Arthur then stopped squeezing and ripped the tapes with brute force. He didn't even make the slightest effort and the tapes tore apart one by one.

After being released, Vitor pretended to be obeying Arthur and said: "Yes, boss."

***

After that, they walked together and went more and more inside the shopping center. Victor sometimes looked at Arthur out of curiosity.

'Even though I saw him yesterday, this little bastard seems to have gotten even stronger! Not to mention that when at the club, I felt a little pressured when he gave me orders. I have to kill him before it's too late! ' He was frightened by Arthur's growing strength, but the plan he devised during his caged time came and went in his mind, and he made sure of each step even more.

The effect of the Will on Vitor was not so effective because he was already a gang leader for many years. His own will must also be strong to control a band of outlaws.

Meanwhile, Arthur realized that they were slowly heading towards the city hall, but decided to ignore it and just follow the path. What would be the danger, anyway? He was already very powerful anyway. After a few minutes, Arthur was sure that they were going to the city hall.

As soon as they arrived in front of the city hall, Vitor took the lead and spoke in the ear of the security guard who guarded the place. After a few words, the security guard nodded and took them to the back of the city hall. There were two doors, where the right had a ladder leading to the lower floors, and the left was probably the back door of the city hall, where garbage was removed and so on.

"Could you please show me the ticket?" The guard spoke politely towards Arthur.

After putting his hand in his pants pocket, Arthur pretended to take the ticket out of there, but he was actually taking it out of the inventory, and handed it to the guard.

After examining the ticket with a machine similar to a barcode reader, the guard nodded and returned the ticket. He then pointed to the right door and said, "Go ahead and feel free."

Thus, Arthur and Vitor started down the stairs and this descent lasted a minute before Arthur began to hear a soft sound of music. After descending further, noises of conversation and shouts of excitement penetrated his ears. As soon as he finished descending the stairs completely, Arthur finally saw what this Arena was.

It was a gigantic space. At least the size of a football stadium!

All of this space seemed to be divided into two sectors. One was completely filled with battle stages, where people fought. 1x1, 2x2 and even 5x5 fights took place on all stages. There were also grandstands where people were desperately cheering for their fighters. Above the grandstands, there also seemed to be many individual rooms, probably reserved for important people.

On the other side, it was full of wooden tables and countless people sat, talking and drinking. Two huge buildings occupied the place as well. The building that was written 'Betting Hall' was slightly smaller than the one that had written 'Mercenary Guild'.

The whole place was very well built and had a very Brazilian architectural style.

Vitor, noticing Arthur's curious look at everything, spoke with a false smile: "A land of opportunity for those who are not afraid to take risks. Welcome to the Underworld!"