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Arthur, are we going to fight together?

Groot asked Arthur with emotion.

The Groot in front of you is wearing a special three-layer fine iron armor, and his thick shoulders are covered with long spikes. The surface is shining with cold light, and his whole body is filled with a strong smell of blood. If you are close enough, you can still see it. There is a thick layer of reddish-brown scars on it, which is the color of blood.

It was his treasure, and he couldn't bear to take it off. Ever since he was surrounded on the battlefield and spent several hours fighting his way out of the sea of ​​blood of the Noxians in Corpse Mountain, he knew how precious this thing was. .

On the battlefield, the densely packed Noxian warriors who were only the size of his calves rushed towards them, leaving him with an unforgettable memory and scars all over his body.

Although Groot earned the reputation of being the famous two-headed god of death on the battlefield by virtue of this battle, and personally killed thousands of Noxians, from then on, Groot no longer dared to fight naked, relying on his natural He went to fight the enemy with his body, and no matter where he went, he wore his thick iron armor with a total weight of 3.5 tons.

Although he is an ogre, Groot is different. He is a rare genius among ogres, an ogre shaman.

During those days without Arthur to protect him, he learned how to protect himself.

Now Arthur is finally back, but he has to take him to the battlefield again.

To be honest, Groot doesn't like war.

Don't like it at all.

The once naive Groot thought war was a fun game, but after he actually experienced the war, he realized how stupid that perception was.

War is never a game, never has been.

Many people in the resistance are afraid of the two-headed God of Death. They are afraid of Groot's huge body, bloodthirsty and cruelty, and he looks like a god of death on the battlefield. But only Groot himself knows that it is just what he did deliberately. Out of disguise.

Because only in that way can we avoid those greedy alchemist barons from reaching out to his black hands.

He didn't want to be a cash cow for those assholes.

He once saw with his own eyes his former comrades on the battlefield, who were sold to the Colosseum by his master and became warriors in the Colosseum. Those original gladiators experienced the blood of the battlefield, as if they were plated with blood. Just like gaining a layer of halo, it will double one's worth.

Many gladiators would even be proud of it

But even if your worth doubles, it will still belong to your master's property, so what does that have to do with yourself?

Groot didn't understand, not at all.

Human society is really too complex.

He could only comfort himself in this way.

"If you don't want to go, you can stay, just in time to help Rambo."

Rambo is the chief engineer of the Resistance, responsible for managing production at the rear and coordinating the heavy artillery group of "Wrath of Zaun". He must stay at the rear.

"Then I'd better go together."

"I don't like that kid"

"I will go with you to the battlefield to protect you."

Groot said childish things.

But these words sounded particularly warm to Arthur's ears: Yes, his Groot has grown up enough to protect him.

The thorn in the team, the self-proclaimed sergeant captain of the flying team, Giggs, ran to Arthur:

"Sir Arthur, why don't you let our flying team transport the soldiers directly to the front line? If we choose to walk, this will greatly slow down our journey, which will cause us to delay the fighter plane. Time is life on the battlefield."

The little guy said earnestly.

It sounds quite reasonable.

"Oh, is it so"

Arthur actually knew why he said this. Wasn't he just anxious to fly a fighter plane and go to the front line to show off?

This thought is too easy to see through.

As the first pilot in the Loland continent, or a pilot in the true sense, Giggs and his companions have long been exhausted.

They are now in the entire army, eager to fight