Forbidden Territory: Start as Monkey King

Bright tombs, luxurious armor, people like madmen.

The crazy face was extremely excited, the blood in his body was boiling hot, as if it was boiling hot water, but fortunately he was not a kettle, otherwise he would definitely be washed to death by the scalding hot water at this time .

"You are not Lancelot." The stranger said coldly.

Lancelot stared at him with staring eyes, wanting to shoot out of his eye sockets, and said, "I am, I am Lancelot, this is the name my king gave me!"

He was shocked and angry.

Because since he accepted the name given by Atlantis, he has regarded the four words "Lancelot" as his lifetime honor.

——The honor of a knight is more important than dignity!
He doesn't allow others to deny his name, just like he doesn't allow this stranger to say that the sword in his hand is a useless sword.

"Lancelot no longer has the honor of a knight, he is not an eternal knight, he is just a waste."

The stranger said coldly.

"No, Lancelot is the Eternal Knight, because at that time his strength was already the strongest that the sun never sets!" Lancelot said.

The stranger said: "But he has an affair with the queen. You can't deny what he did because of his strength."

"No! When he became the first knight, he had an affair with the queen. What we believe in is when he became the first knight!"

Lancelot yelled.

The stranger looked at him, sighed, and said:
"Even if Lancelot was the first knight, he still had an affair with the princess later on. Since he has an affair, he is not worthy of being a knight. He is not even a knight. How could it be the number one knight?"

"He is not a belief, he is a waste, a waste who betrayed his king." The stranger said.

"You are insulting my spiritual symbol, I want to duel with you!" Lancelot looked at him and said coldly.

"Duel with me? Do you think you are my opponent?" The stranger was a little surprised when he heard his words, and said, "He is just a waste, you don't need to die for him."

"You should understand that a knight's faith is as inviolable as his dignity," Lancelot said.

The stranger said: "Of course I understand, but how do you think I can fight you like this?"

At this moment, it was held by Shen Han with the immobilization method, and it was wearing armor like a tortoise shell. If Shen Han didn't want it to speak, it would be like a living bastard and could only stretch its head to confront Lancelot.

"Mr. Sword of God..." Lancelow turned his head to look at Shen Han with a reserved expression.

Twelve armors watched this scene somewhat displeased.

God has always been omniscient and omnipotent in their hearts, but Shen Han is called the sword of God. They feel that Lancelot is insulting their only God.But at this time, they were very sensible and didn't say a word.

They are not stupid.

"Solution." Shen Han said lightly, his words followed suit.

"Thank you." The stranger moved his body and said.

Under the bright light, the bright light of the long sword flickered, and the sound of weapons "clinking" was heard one after another. Lancelot actually fought back and forth with the stranger, as if they were evenly matched.

It's just a joke that an A-level human can be evenly matched with a pseudo-god-level five-star creature.

This is really a joke.

Because the stranger never thought of killing Lancelot, because he worshiped the real "Lancelot" from the bottom of his heart.

"You don't need to use so much force when picking up."

A flash of light flashed like waves, and a long sword pressed down Lancelot's long sword. Afterwards, the stranger's voice sounded like teaching, and he withdrew his long sword, saying: "If you use the upper pick If you have too much power, you can’t fly the target, he can use the weapon in his hand to insert into your body, if your speed is not fast enough, he can counter you.”

Lancelot's face was ashen, and a sword suddenly stabbed at the stranger's chest. The stranger retreated, and the long sword in his hand stood in front of him. Lancelot's long sword seemed to find the stranger's long sword and stab out. Usually, it stabbed the stranger's long sword, making a crisp "ding".

"It is true that you need to use all your strength to draw a sword, but if the gap between you and the opponent is too great, you'd better save three points of strength as a power for the back move, otherwise the sword you stab will be a flaw." The stranger's voice continued sounded.Then, the long sword in its hand flickered like the waves of the lake, as if in an instant, the long sword was attached to Lancelot's neck.

The sword is at the neck.

If the neck touches slightly to the side, it will be cut by the long sword.

The teaching-like voice continued to sound: "If you have the power to almost instantly kill someone, you must kill him instantly, just like a lion and a hare fighting hard, with all your strength."

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up in the tomb, and the light of the sword seemed to turn into waves. After a flash, a long sword that seemed to be shining with waves was cut out, and then a few strands of hair were cut off, falling lightly on the ground.

"Speed ​​and strength, knowing how to keep, and killing with one blow, these three factors have existed for many years, and many people understand it, but there are always people who don't care about it. If it is on the battlefield, you will definitely die." Stranger Quietly said.

Lancelot stared at him tightly, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, his veins were exposed, and his hands were already pale. At this moment, he wanted to stab out, but he knew that once the sword was stabbed out, it would be blocked.

He has lost.

The stranger in front of him not only has great strength, but also has rich combat experience. Everything about him is strong enough, but he still says that he is a waste. Lancelot feels pain in his heart. He wants to vomit. He thinks he The title of Lancelot was humiliated.

He bent down, and the long sword in his hand was stuck on the ground like a crutch. He lowered his head, as if it was a piece of wood that was about to die.

"Stand up." A stranger's voice sounded.

Lancelot was bent over, motionless, as if really dead.

"Stand up!" The stranger's voice was extremely solemn and indifferent. Compared with Lancelot, he was more like a knight, a powerful and majestic knight.

Lancelot stood up, his pupils were dilated, and his face was pale, as if he was a dead person.

He looked at the stranger, although he couldn't see the face of the stranger, but now he seemed to see a noble, powerful, majestic knight, like seeing a living legend.

The stranger asked solemnly, "Are you your king's knight?"

"I am." Lancelot said weakly.

"Then are you the strongest and most reliable knight among your king's knights?"

"I'm."

"Then you can't accept failure?"

"I can!"

Lancelot said without hesitation.

"Then why do you still look like this?" The stranger said to him.

Although it was wearing armor and did not reveal his face, Lancelot seemed to see an extremely stern face.

It continued: "People must suffer setbacks, but they cannot be slumped because of a little setback. Only by absorbing the experience generated by setbacks can they become stronger."

"I understand." Lancelot's eyes were full of vitality, and his whole body became energetic, and even his strength had a slight breakthrough.

"Very good." The stranger nodded and said to him, "You will become a great knight, the number one knight of your king, but I don't want you to become Lancelot."

Lancelot said: "No, I will be him, because he is the number one knight!"

"Alas..." The stranger sighed and said, "You should know my identity."

"I already knew." Lancelot looked at him and said, "You are the real "Lancelot", but you can't be called Lancelot."

"Yes, Lancelot is the number one knight, possessing the most noble qualities, so how can he be such a waste who has an affair with the princess?" The stranger's tone seemed a little desolate.

The real Lancelot had an affair with King Arthur's concubine.

Powerful, in the tomb of King Arthur, he is the real Lancelot.

But he no longer considered himself Lancelot.

Since he didn't think he was Lancelot anymore, who else would?
Since it is not Lancelot, no one will know him.

Since no one knew him, he shouldn't talk to others casually.

So he closed his mouth and faced Shen Han head-on. He had finished the duel, and what was waiting was his death.

"The title of Lancelot now belongs to me, not to you." Lancelot said.

The stranger did not speak, he had acquiesced to Lancelot's words.

"Is this armor still yours?" Shen Leng asked indifferently.

The stranger was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, I'm not Lancelot, so I shouldn't be wearing Lancelot's armor."

The luxurious armor and powerful weapon were removed, revealing a cloud of blue gas, and a faint circle of pale golden gas rose from his body, which not only looked mysterious, but also somewhat beautiful, very eye-catching.

"Are you also the Twelve Knights of the Round Table?" Shen Han didn't pay attention to the gas, but looked at the remaining armor and said.

"No." The armors said one after another.

They were already dead, and at the moment of their death, no matter how much honor, wealth, power they had during their lifetime... they no longer belonged to them.

They have only one name - soul.

What else can the soul take?

Twelve sets of armor, beside the armor are weapons, and next to the weapons are twelve blue souls glowing faintly.

With the halberd in hand, the silver light flashed, and the entire tomb was lit up with dazzling light. The light hurt everyone's eyes, so they couldn't help but want to close their eyes, but the silver light was too fast, just for a split second. At this moment, they couldn't even close their eyes, and the silver light had already fallen.Then the twelve souls disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

[The lucky ones from the Celestial Dynasty kill twelve pseudo-god-level creatures with a dangerous level of two and a half to five stars, and reward twelve pseudo-god-level treasure chests of two and a half to five-star quality. 】

When the voice from the forbidden area came, Shen Han's expression was still indifferent, but Bingbing and Liu Yifei's faces were already full of joy.

Not only them, but the people of Blue Star's Celestial Dynasty all looked delighted, and some even couldn't help blasting out the true energy in their bodies, imitating the sound of firecrackers.

They are celebrating the Celestial Dynasty.

They have seen the revival of the Celestial Dynasty, the revival to the grand occasion of peace from all directions in ancient times!

The Celestial Dynasty will never fall!
Blue Star's countries other than the Celestial Dynasty have panicked, and even many people will die in the territory of the Celestial Dynasty even if they die. They think that they can be born in the Celestial Dynasty in their next life.

At this time, the diplomats in the embassies of various countries in China no longer want to go back to their countries. Some even simply ignored the orders of their country’s top decision-makers and wanted to stay in China. Many diplomats were fired because of this. As a result, he was forcibly sent back by the Chinese authorities.

After the repatriation, new diplomats were naturally required to come to the Tianchao, and the Chinese authorities replied directly: "You can come to the Tianchao, because there is not enough space in the Tianchao, only diplomats are allowed to enter the territory of the Tianchao, and the accompanying people are not allowed to enter the territory of the Tianchao, otherwise they will be sent to the Tianchao." charged with espionage."

When this news was announced, all countries in the Blue Star world were saying that the Celestial Dynasty discriminated against the people of other countries, but the Celestial Dynasty authorities almost ignored it.

It just announced a message, "The strength of the fetus that is being conceived by Tianchao is greater than that of a heavy truck." After that, those voices disappeared strangely, as if they had never appeared before.

In the forbidden area, Shen Han took back the twelve treasure chests, and looked at the twelve sets of armor on the ground with disgust.

These armors and weapons are just fake god-level weapons, and in Shen Han's eyes they are just rubbish, above the mysterious weapons and below the fake fairy weapons.

Ordinary artifacts, real artifacts, treasure artifacts, magical artifacts, spiritual artifacts, mysterious artifacts, false immortal artifacts, semi-immortal artifacts, and immortal artifacts.

These nine weapon levels are all weapon levels of the cultivation system and the immortal system, which shows how weak the weapons in the hands of this so-called false god are.

If Shen Han hadn't asked the Twelve Armors to keep these things, I'm afraid they would all be turned into fly ash under his halberd.

And it is naturally useful for him to leave these things.

He has bigger plans.

This plan can even allow him to destroy a country.

A country that he loathes and hates the Celestial Dynasty.

"You come and put on this set of armor." Shen Han glanced at the armor left by the stranger, and said to Lancelot.

"Ah? What?" Lancelot was full of surprise, looking at Shen Han dully.

Shen Leng looked at him indifferently, and said, "Do you want me to say it a second time?"

Before he showed any breath, Ao Han and the two griffins looked at Lancelot as if they were looking at a dead person.

"No, of course I can't let you say it a second time." Lancelot said hastily.

The armor is on the body.

Lancelot felt that he had become the real Lancelot.

The long sword shone like waves, and the armor reflected the splendor.

At this moment, he seemed to have an incomparable honor.

"My name is Lancelot!" he said sternly.

He was right.

The real Lancelot is dead.

But Lancelot lived.

There is only one Lancelot left in this world.

And now he has the armor, the sword, and the name of the real Lancelot.

So he became Lancelot.

He is not him, but he has become him...