Chapter 139: Inhuman

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Unlike in the past, this time Chen Ping did not fall into the half-dreaming and half-awake state that he used to enter and return every time, but was conscious, as if he had gone through a long-distance teleportation, and at the end of the teleportation, he appeared in a hall.

The familiar platform, the familiar layout, but except for Chen Ping, there was no one.

"Welcome back, Captain Reinhardt-von Royenkram."

The sudden sound in the hall made Chen Ping startled.

"Well, what's going on, Reinhardt, who?"

Chen Ping muttered, but heard a series of ticking sounds from the watch he was wearing.

"The team adjustment is complete, the character identity matching is completed, and the number of the main god space is completed simultaneously."

Chen Ping looked at his watch, and now in addition to the team name displayed on the watch, it has changed from the original Zhongzhou team to the Xihai team, and what is even more strange is that the original name Zhang Liang he set has become a guy named Reinhardt.

He flicked his fingers, and a spherical water mirror encased him in it, and then, he saw what he looked like at this time.

"Mistra, what the hell am I now?"

Chen Ping had seen many creatures in the pluralistic world, but his image at the moment still surprised him.

His image at this time is more like entering a state of mind snatcher transformation, but the usual slippery and greasy body similar to a mollusk is now emitting blue-white light, and on the surface of the skin, there are countless fine scale-like structures, soft and tough, and extremely flexible. Outside his body, there is an exoskeleton like an arthropod, shining with a pale golden light, forming an armor-like armor, very similar to the spectral armor of the gods in the stars, but the difference is that the derived armor is not a single piece, but countless tiny chitin bones, each of which can be folded at will under the control of the mind. On the front chest and the spine of the junior, there is a distinct and rugged keel-like structure, and on each joint, there are dark purple runes inscribed, and under the undulation of his chest, it is constantly flickering and flickering, like purple stars on a dark sky.

His head was the only part that still retained his appearance, but at this time his complexion turned blue-white, and his head became the thickness of a baby's little finger, black and shiny, hanging down to the waist, and on the surface of the head, there were also tiny scales, each of which could be waved flexibly like tentacles, like a wire whip. The whites of his eyes turned sky blue, and his pupils, though still black, turned into hourglass shapes. In the center of the eyebrows, a vertical eye appeared, and the pupils were dark purple, indescribably demonic. In the pupil, there seems to be a black hole, absorbing all the surrounding light.

On the outside of the head, there is a dragon-like black exoskeleton, which is now soft and malleable, somewhat like a helmet, but blended with him.

Behind him, eight derivative spines with the thickness of an arm's arm were intertwined with a pair of dragon wings, like many rattans compressing the original huge dragon wings to less than one-third of the original one, but the appearance was even more hideous, and the originally fragile skin membrane was also covered with tiny chitin scales.

Four blue-and-white glow stick-like tentacles stretched out from each of his hands and arms, waving freely like snake touches, with a slight crackling sound from time to time, which was an extremely powerful sense between the ghostly energy.

"The goal pursued by the Sarnagar clan, the interstellar zerg dominates the best creation of Overmind, fusing the bloodlines and genes of the T-virus evolutionary human, the Mind Flayer, the interstellar gods, the Zerg and the dragon, and fusing the Western alchemy and the Eastern Demon Gate alchemy into one creation, is this me? What am I now? ”

"My great sage, you have anticipated my present situation." Chen Ping smiled bitterly, and turned out two exercises from his mind, which was the reward given to him by the other party when he met the Fuxi Sage, one of which was the "Xuanming True Scripture", which is a treasure refining code of the Demon Dao, which tells how to use the secret method of the Demon Gate to collect the soul and refine the magic weapon, the core content of which is the magic gate treasure, the practice method of the Heavenly Demon White Bone Relic, but this method was completely practiced by Chen Ping, he used the dragon bone skeleton from the Jurassic Park, and now it is by mistake, turned this magic weapon of the evil sect into a part of his body, this kind of thing is the ancestor of Xuanming who created this method, and he never imagined that there would be such a strange monster as Chen Ping, who has learned both Chinese and Western.

The other method is called "Ruyi Jue", which is about the changes in the body and the way of concealing the breath. Chen Ping secretly operated the method, his body was like a soft mud changed, the exoskeleton, wings, extension tissues, tentacles, demon pupils in the center of the eyebrows and other structures, one by one submerged into this body, half an hour later, a ** man who seemed to be no different from ordinary people, stood on the square of the main god.

After becoming familiar with the method of wishful thinking, Chen Ping can change between the form of a human form and a mutated monster, and can also restore a part of his body to the state of a monster.

"I've always wanted to live as an ordinary person, but I didn't expect this wish to be so difficult to fulfill."

Thinking that he had turned into a monster even more than in his previous life, Chen Ping walked to the only lit room with a complicated mood.

It was an extremely luxurious room, a bit like a Western palace, with a strong scent of smoke in the air, which made Chen Ping sneeze as soon as he entered.

"Make no mistake!"

Chen Ping's face was slightly gloomy, and he strode over to a low table, and sure enough, as he expected, there was a small sheepskin scroll on the low table.

"Welcome, my new captain, your current status is Reinhardt, the captain of the West Seas, I know you may not like the name, because it used to belong to an idiot, but for us, a name is just a codename. To make a long story short, in the last team battle, the Xihai team met the Celestial team, and the uncompetitive boys, including the idiot, were all reimbursed. I have to say, last time you provoked Shiva's old boy and gave us a precedent, and that's how it turned out. What I want you to do is very simple, build a strong new Xihai team, and the other is to lead the Xihai team and get our share. You're going to be the best captain and you're going to show that I'm a generous man. m.”

"Captain of the West Seas?" Chen Ping muttered a few words about his new identity. Now he has a considerable understanding of this main god space, and according to this information, he has a general understanding of the current situation.

There are a total of seventeen teams in this main god space, and fifteen of them are divided according to the ancient continents. In addition to the Celestial God and Demon teams, the other fifteen teams, behind each team, have their hidden forces. The two teams of gods and demons are to balance the power they have. Once one of the teams is too strong to be allowed, or if the table is too eye-catching, then it is likely to encounter both teams. The so-called gun shoots the first bird, this is the truth. But in the same way, these latent forces will not want to see their team completely out. Once a team is completely wiped out, the forces behind the team will try to reorganize a team.

Maybe it's because the original captain of the West Sea team doesn't like Mr. M very much, Mr. M has been looking for a new captain a long time ago, and Chen Ping, who is excellent in the Harry Potter world, has fallen into the eyes of his old man.

Chen Ping also understood that in the great distance, his teacher also played a role behind the scenes, otherwise, although he seemed to be standing at the peak of the current reincarnation, in front of these big people, he was just a strong ant.

As long as it is a rule, there are loopholes to exploit, and this is still the case for mortals, let alone saints and gods. So Zhang Liang was gently erased, and the identity of the idiot in M's mouth was grafted onto Chen Ping's body.

After this experience, Chen Ping also appeared another thing, that is, there are also some uncontrollable situations in the main god space, so many strengthenings, plots, and forces, which are likely to hide some imaginary beings, such as the mysterious creature overmind this time, which should be a direction in which the mysterious race of the Zerg evolves towards its origin. Otherwise, this kind of storage zài of over-S-level strength is not at all a storage zài that the existing reincarnators can compete with, and it should never appear in the current level of tasks. As for why Chen Ping was arranged to encounter this kind of Cheng dù's storage, it can only be said that the heart of heaven is unpredictable.

Chen Ping, who returned to the hall, connected to the main god and wanted to check his status, but now what should have been a detailed attribute table has become a short three sentences.

Name: Reinhardt-von Royenkram

Identity: Captain of Team West Sea

Personal Status: Synthetic Genetic Variant.

Warning: Your enhancement type is not within the scope of the number jù library, and you will not be able to use any reinforcement items that directly affect the body, such as forced reinforcement, which may cause unpredictable situations.

"Oh, I'm not a human being now? Only the ghosts know, ah no, even the ghosts don't know. (Recently, the mood and state are not very good, the writing has changed several times, and there are twenty or thirty thousand words that have been written and wasted, and at present, the two books have written more critical turning plots, which will be slower, but will not stop.) )

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