Groot's hammer didn't fall in the end.

With a pop, Singh across from him knelt down.

Even Groot, no matter how muddy he is, knows that this is a sign of submission that is common to the races on the mainland.

Of course, this hammer can't be smashed.

Is the other party surrendering?

But although he was kneeling, Singh still held his head high and glared at Groot angrily:

"No, you, who are you?"

"You're an ogre shaman, but why would you want to cast spells on humans?"

This was a huge blow to the ogre's heart.

But

"Huh?"

"yes!"

Groot said with a smile,

"I'm an ogre!"

"But what does it matter."

"If you hit me, I'll beat you."

Groot's logic is still so simple and straightforward, and the war hammer in his hand is still hovering over Singh's head, with no intention of withdrawing.

"What?"

"Shaman?"

The rest of the ogres fryed.

"Shaman, he's a shaman!"

"Double-headed shaman!"

"Could it be that he is the prophetic shaman of the people's legend?"

The news quickly spread from the ogre's crowd backwards, and in a short time, it spread to all the ogre's ears.

The fierce battle on the battlefield came to an abrupt end, and all the ogres gave up their resistance.

They looked at Groot with complicated eyes.

There was longing, confusion, and more anger in those eyes, and there was confusion as they did not understand why the shamanic prophet, the legendary great king of the ogres, had waved weapons at them.

But when they came to their senses, saw the bloodthirsty and furious imprint on Groot, and saw the aura on the dwarves, common sense helped them determine that, yes, this was the legendary shamanic spell, and that it was indeed a real ogre shaman standing in front of them.

The legend of the shaman priest in the clan is indeed true, and it is indeed a shaman priest in this world.

And the ogre's shaman priest is really as "mighty" as the legend.

All right!

The ogre's aesthetic vision is rather peculiar.

The more powerful Groot is at this moment, the more he fits the image of the legendary hero in the ogre's mind.

In fact, true shamans rarely conquer their people by force.

Groot is perhaps the only one in history.

The ogre's worship of shamanic prophets is deep-rooted.

Even though there were still puzzles and doubts in their hearts, but after confirming that Groot was really a shaman, poof, poof, the ogres put down their weapons one after another.

The ogre's logic is so straightforward.

"Yes, he is an ogre, and he is our king."

"He's here to save us."

"They're — surrendered?"

The dwarves withdrew their tomahawks.

"This, it seems to be a surrender."

Many people still don't know what is going on, and many dwarves still have congested brains.

A fresh breeze blew, and Arthur cast a psychic spell that purified the dwarves' minds before they were lifted out of their berserk state.

What caught their eyes was a large area of ogres in the cave, and at some point, all of them fell down in the battlefield.

In the midst of a large crowd of tall ogres, Groot stood in the center, receiving the worship of his people.

In the end, this battle ended in a peculiar way.

Groot led the dwarves to beat the ogres violently, and the result was that all the ogres were subdued, a full six or seven hundred, plus some of them were wounded in the previous battle, and they also recovered quickly, and immediately became Arthur's new combat force.

"I've already inquired about it."

"They can be trusted. Ogres don't have that many fancy intestines. ”

This is the result of Daji's interrogation of the fallen ogres using psychic spells.

"I really didn't expect there to be such a tradition among these ogre tribes."

She told Arthur the details of what she had inquired about.

"Now, then, Groot is their king."

"No, to be exact, it's not a king yet, the current ogre has completely degenerated, it has become a tribe, there is no king anymore, at most it is a leader."

"That means that if we go to the Swamp of Despair, we will still be able to subdue at least three thousand or so ogres?"

"Yes, if nothing else, it should be."

Daji replied.

Three thousand ogres! That's a lot of power.

"It's incredible."

"No one could have imagined that this would be the result."

"Then our current Red Star Wargroup is almost about to become an alliance of all races on the mainland."

Isn't it?

Think about it, the current Red Star Warband's subordinates include elven dwarves and ogres, plus humans and a small number of yodelers in the Zaun Resistance.

It really has the demeanor of a tribal alliance.

However, both of them knew that there was really a coalition of hundreds of tribes on the mainland, but it was not them, but Noxus.

At this time, the two saw that Groot came crookedly and sat next to Arthur.

He had just finished a lot of internal affairs of the ogre clan with the help of the Winter Soldier and Daji, and although this kind of thing was difficult for him, it still made him feel exhausted. After all, ogres are born with a hate to use their brains, even Groot.

Nor is he much more diligent than his kindred.

In his words.

It's stupid, ogres are stupid!

He had never met such a stupid person in his life.

Thinking that these bastards were all his kind, Groot felt his heart congested, :

"I feel that it is better for me to follow you as a man, Arthur, you have to find a way, I don't want to follow them to be their king."

"Hee-hee!"

"It's not up to you."

Daji smiled narrowly.

"For the sake of the master's great cause, perhaps you must go."

"Great Prophet Shaman, the people of the Swamp are waiting for you!"

Ha ha!

Groot felt like the guys were completely dependent on him.

"Also, Arthur, I've asked that guy named Singh about the situation."

When several people heard this, they immediately restrained their smiles.

"Ahead of us, there's also a goblin army."

"What, goblins!?"

"Goblins?!"

Several people expressed surprise.

Are there still goblins in the Noxus Warband?

Is this a joke? Noxus is really racially equal.

Groot:

"But maybe you don't think it's so funny when you hear the following. This goblin is said to be a highland goblin from the north, and it is different from ordinary goblins. ”

"That's a goblin, too!"

Daji interrupted.

Groot glared at him and continued:

"They are taller than the average goblin, and they claim to be the nobility of the goblins, the race that has preserved the most of the ancient goblin era inheritance on the continent. I heard that in this goblin warband, there is also an alchemist configuration......"

"I met my peers! Earth Alchemist! ”

Arthur licked his lips and said,

"I'm really looking forward to it."

Groot said in a broken voice:

"But I don't like them, they don't taste good at all!"

.。 m.