Chapter 035 Obliviate

Although the tribes had gathered together, they were still no match for Memnon.

Because by Memnon's side was a witch, the heroine of The Scorpion King, the future lover of the Scorpion King... Cassandra!

But at this time, the Scorpion King did not yet know Cassandra.

To defeat Memnon, a tribal leader stepped forward, rallying the other tribes to find a way to resist Memnon.

They offered a bag of gems to hire the Scorpion King, his brother, and his companions to assassinate the witch.

Once the witch was dead, they would no longer fear Memnon and would have the courage to resist him.

And Milo appeared in the tribe that had hired the Scorpion King.

Wang Bo had asked the Scorpion King; it was at that meeting that he accepted the tribe's commission, took on the task of assassinating the witch, and at that time met Master Milo.

Master Milo acknowledged the Scorpion King's courage and decided to go with him to the city of Gomorrah to assassinate Memnon.

But the Scorpion King refused this. Because he believed that women should be protected by men.

So he got beaten up.

Milo used his fists to teach the Scorpion King the power of women, especially when a Saint is a woman—even more powerful. Beaten so badly he couldn't find north, the Scorpion King felt humiliated and used a trick to shake off Milo.

But soon, he regretted it.

Because he never expected to be betrayed. The son of the tribal chief who hired him thought Memnon was too powerful to oppose.

So shortly after that meeting, he defected to Memnon, led Memnon's army to destroy his own father's tribe, and became Memnon's trusted henchman.

And the Scorpion King's assassination plan was naturally known to Memnon.

So Memnon turned the tables and set a trap for the Scorpion King. Unaware, the Scorpion King walked right into it, not only becoming a prisoner himself but also seeing his brother and companions killed by Memnon's men.

If he hadn't shaken off Milo back then, with Milo's skills, he could have saved the two.

He paid the price for his pride and dignity.

Just when he thought he would be killed, the witch saved his life. Memnon buried him in the ground, leaving only his head exposed, deciding to suffocate him alive.

Fortunately, the passing Milo saved his life. To avenge his brother and companions, the Scorpion King finally decided to become Milo's disciple and learn about the Cosmo.

Above is the whole story of the Scorpion King taking a master.

Knowing this, the first thing Wang Bo did upon arriving in this era was to find the nomadic tribe that had hired the Scorpion King.

According to the Scorpion King's account, this tribe was now being chased relentlessly by Memnon's army, fleeing everywhere, moving from place to place, basically without a stable foothold.

But Wang Bo knew roughly where they were roaming.

It seemed they were wandering around present-day Libya.

After knowing the location, Wang Bo flew there swiftly. Circling in the sky a few times while searching for the nomadic tribe, he suddenly saw an army marching rapidly. Flying at an altitude of one thousand meters, Wang Bo saw it clearly.

This was a well-equipped army, and Wang Bo even spotted iron tools among them.

This was over three thousand years BC.

In this era, even bronze was rare, let alone iron. Wang Bo remembered that the Bronze Age ended before the Iron Age rose.

According to orthodox history, iron should not appear now.

But thinking carefully, this was a world with gods, not orthodox history at all. In over three thousand BC, even Thebes had been built, so wasn't it normal for iron to appear?

Wang Bo hadn't forgotten that, according to orthodox history, Thebes was built around 2134 BC by Pharaoh Mentuhotep I of the Eleventh Dynasty as his capital.

But in this world, Thebes had appeared nearly a thousand years earlier. So it was normal for iron to appear early.

After all, this was a world where gods roamed, so development was bound to be more miraculous.

Under Wang Bo's gaze, this army advanced rapidly on horseback. Wang Bo was too lazy to complain. Don't ask why Egypt had horses in this era; the answer is gods.

In short, this was a very special army, one with the rudiments of cavalry.

Wang Bo looked ahead and soon found the army's destination.

About several dozen kilometers ahead of them, a nomadic tribe was encamped. This tribe had about a few thousand people, most of whom were young men and women.

There were very few elderly and not many children.

Wang Bo saw hardly any weapons in this tribe.

Clearly, this was a herding nomadic tribe, not skilled in combat. If they were discovered by this cavalry, Wang Bo knew exactly what would happen.

Men who resisted would be killed; those who didn't might be captured and conscripted.

Women would become the army's spoils of war.

Whether their children would survive was uncertain, but their cattle and sheep would become the army's provisions. Everything would be taken.

And this army would return victorious, using others' blood to strengthen itself.

This was war.

But since Wang Bo had seen it, he naturally wouldn't stand idly by.

He flew downward, hovering above the army. Before they noticed him, he directly cast a spell.

Obliviate!

This was a very useful spell. Wang Bo made the army forget their purpose.

The leading captain felt his mind go blank, as if he had forgotten something. He quickly reined in his horse, bringing it to a stop.

The men behind saw their commander stop and reined in their own mounts.

Soon, the charging men came to a halt.

The captain suddenly looked around, feeling that something was eluding him. He turned to his men and asked, "What are we doing here?"

His men were equally bewildered. "I don't know, sir. I don't know what we're doing here either."

The captain was taken aback and asked another man, who gave the same answer. This made the captain feel something was wrong. He asked each man in turn, and found that everyone was the same—they had forgotten why they were there.

This was very strange, as if someone had erased their memories.

The more the captain thought, the more frightened he became. He shouted hysterically, "Return! Return immediately!"

Whatever their original purpose, now they could only hurry back and report this matter to Memnon, the ruler of Gomorrah.

Because this matter was far too strange.