Groot's humanoid shadow was... his toy.
It was not that Groot had grown a hundred meters tall, but that he had grown a hundred-meter-tall suit of tree armor.
At this moment, Groot, Nebula, and even the Minora were all inside the giant tree man's head.
This hundred-meter tree man did not resemble Groot. If Hayato were here, he would have given it a name: the War Ancient Tree.
Such a huge commotion, and it was only nighttime—not as if everyone was blind. Everyone saw it, including Rocket and Drax, who hung there like strips of dried meat.
Rocket exclaimed, "Could that be Groot?"
After being together for so long, Groot had never shown this ability. It probably was not him; otherwise, he would not have died on Xandar back then. The current Groot had been grown from the remains of the previous Groot.
Strictly speaking, this Groot was not that Groot.
Drax looked at Rocket in shock. "Come on, buddy. You've only been hanging there for a little while, and you're already hallucinating? Look carefully! It doesn't look anything like Groot."
Rocket was speechless.
How did it not look alike?
There were indeed quite a few differences in appearance. For example, Groot had no nose, while this tree man had a long nose. Groot favored a minimalist style, while this tree man had many branches.
But they were both tree people... It was a reasonable guess.
Besides, what was up with Drax's eyesight? He thought pale-skinned Star-Lord and blue-skinned Yondu looked alike, yet he thought Groot and this giant tree man did not?
"How does it not look alike...?"
Rocket knew that arguing with Drax was both unwise and exceedingly stupid, but after thinking it over, he still could not help muttering.
"One's thiiiis tall, and the other's thiiiis tiny.