A large mechanical golem swayed forward and reported in his thick electronic voice:

"Report to the master!"

"In the tunnels of the Emerald Ridge front, the enemy's infiltration attack was discovered, and the defensive line we deployed on the front line was in urgent need of reinforcements."

Ergarte?

Arthur felt that this mechanical puppet looked strange, and then he took a closer look and found that it was him?!

This thing isn't dead yet?

Victor noticed his gaze and explained:

"That's right, he's the Urgat, he was almost killed by you two years ago, only a head remains, I picked it up, and after a complete transformation, he is now my puppet captain."

Arthur looked at this thing carefully, this guy's appearance has indeed changed greatly, and the original flesh and blood have turned into steel. The whole body is covered with No. 42 alloy steel armor of the same color as Victor's body, and the two arms are multi-barreled cannons, needless to say, from Rambo's hand, the base under the abdomen seems to be installed with thrusters, and the muzzle of the machine gun can also be seen on the feet of each thick mechanical tool, which has become a moving metal storm.

Then the current Ergart is more like a dreadnought!

The fate of an alchemist's enemy is so cruel, even if you die, it doesn't mean the end of your fate, Victor must have first performed soul transformation surgery on Ergart before transforming it, simply and rudely eliminating any possibility of rebellion.

Poor Urgart, once the glorious executive of the Noxian Empire, is now just one of the tens of thousands of metal puppet phalanx under Victor.

But his treatment is still a little higher than that of those completely intelligent puppet soldiers, after all, those intelligent puppets are pure consumables, and their souls are all from incomplete soul fragments.

Urgarte, on the other hand, can still maintain a certain ability to think.

It's just his memory—the tool is not worthy of retaining the memory.

It's like the Winter Soldier in Arthur's hands.

That's the horror of soul spells.

But Arthur didn't have any thoughts of fighting for Urgat.

This bastard, he hasn't forgotten his original grudge.

He heard Victor say thoughtfully,

"Emerald Ridge? Where was it broken through? It's a passage that connects several nearby mines, and it can't be lost. I didn't expect the enemy to think of attacking from there, interesting! ”

Then he raised his head and turned his gaze to Arthur,

"How? Arthur, you and your soldiers, now that you're out, are you interested in going there? ”

…………………………

Victor's task on the frontal battlefield is very heavy, and Arthur naturally takes the initiative to share the pressure for his mentor, and he always has to go to the battlefield.

As he led his troops, from underground, guided by a guide, through the complex tunnels that crisscrossed them, to reach the target location. What I saw was a warrior with a glazed gaze, but the depths of his eyes were filled with hatred for the enemy, and it was none other than Tim, a survivor of the previous squad that had escaped from the enemy's assault.

He looked at Arthur, and there was finally a glimmer of light in his eyes,

"You're Arthur?"

This sentence has just come out.

"Bastard!"

"Bold!"

The warriors behind Arthur stood up and scolded.

A mere rebel soldier called Arthur by his first name when he saw Arthur, who was a full-level spellcaster and their leader.

This is an extremely rude act in this hierarchical continent.

But Tim didn't seem to take it to heart at all, facing the reprimands of a group of people, and even facing each other, there was no fear in his eyes.

Arthur remembered the introduction made by the guide just now, this soldier had just lost all his comrades and had lost his mind.

Arthur looked at the child's eyes with a dull look in his eyes. It was as if I had been hit hard, had lost everything, had become numb to anything around me, and felt like I didn't care about anything.

This is the battlefield.

One battle will take you all.

This is human nature, the reason why you are not in awe is because you have lost everything, I am afraid that in the eyes of this soldier opposite, you are completely loveless about this world!

He stopped the reprimand and replied:

"Yes, I'm Arthur!"

"Then you, can you avenge me?"

There was a gleam in Tim's eyes.

Yes, revenge, and revenge.

Kill all of them so that the souls of your companions can have a chance to leave in peace.

"Kill those ogres."

Tim said in a voice that bit out between his teeth.

This is a real bitter hatred.

"Ogre?"

Arthur frowned.

"Is the enemy you encounter an ogre?"

The soldier replied.

"Yes, it's an ogre, I can see it very clearly, I can't be mistaken."

Ogre?

Groot, behind Arthur, became interested.

"Well, there's another one here."

"Let's go and meet my kindred!"

Completely ignoring, Tim's eyes suddenly widened in horror at this moment.

A few minutes later, under the leadership of Tim, the Red Star Warband walked deep and shallow in the tunnel.

"There are a lot of them, I don't know how many of them there are."

Tim's eyes regained his lust for revenge, but now Tim's chest was full of hatred, and only killing could reawaken and drive him.

“…… I was scared, very scared, and I watched Matthew being torn to shreds in front of my eyes, and two ogres fighting for his body, and they even swallowed his arm straight into their stomachs, and I saw it with my own eyes......"

"Ogre, they really eat people, they are devils, all ogres deserve to die."

After saying that, he stared at Groot fiercely.

It seems that Groot is also regarded as an enemy.

But Groot has a big heart, and he doesn't care about the little guy's provocation.

"Don't be afraid of him, he's our own!"

"You've probably heard of him, he's our two-headed Grim Reaper."

The two-headed Grim Reaper?

In this way, Tim's gaze softened a little.

Arthur, on the other hand, looked at the environment in the pit and had some headaches for the next battle.

The light here is not good, and the space is narrow and tortuous, which is not conducive to the formation of combat troops.

Whether it's a musket or a bow and arrow, no long-range weapon can exert its power.

This is a haven of chaos and hand-to-hand combat.

And the opponent is an ogre?

The Noxian general has chosen a good opponent for him!

His eyes swept over his men.

As you can tell from Groot's size, it is difficult for his men to withstand the onslaught of ogres in such a situation.

Then his gaze finally rested on the dwarves in exquisite armor.

Although the dwarves were classified as engineers under Arthur, they took their traditional armor shields and beloved warhammers to their shoulders when they went into battle.

Here, the environment in the tunnel is like a fish in water for them. It was as if their breathing had become more relaxed, and everyone looked energetic.

Arthur raised an eyebrow.

Perhaps, this time the heavy responsibility still falls on their shoulders.