Chapter 036: Fantasy

Wang Bo hovered in midair, watching the army turn around and march forward without hesitation along the path they had come, leaving the nomadic tribe dozens of kilometers behind. He couldn't help but smile slightly.

Then he turned and left.

But before leaving, Wang Bo gave the nomadic tribe a warning, telling them to move quickly.

Otherwise, when the army returned, they would surely face disaster.

With their small numbers, they were no match for that army.

After resolving this minor incident, Wang Bo continued searching the land for the tribe the Scorpion King had mentioned.

However, to Wang Bo's surprise, he didn't find the tribe the Scorpion King spoke of, but he did find the Scorpion King himself.

It was a coincidence. While flying in the sky, Wang Bo saw three people riding horses on the ground.

When he glanced at them, he noticed that one of the three riders was the Scorpion King.

But at this time, he was not yet the Scorpion King of Gomorrah.

He was Mathayus!

This was the Scorpion King's real name. He was one of the surviving members of the Akkadian tribe, a first-class assassin, and the people beside him were likely his brother and companion.

Both were from the Akkadian tribe.

But that tribe was now gone; only these three members remained.

And before long, two of them would die, leaving only one survivor—Mathayus.

After his parents were sacrificed, Mathayus lost his brother and his only companion, eventually walking the path to success, once again proving a law.

Sacrifice the whole family, boundless power. A lone star of doom, invincible!

Ahem, getting off track.

After seeing Mathayus, Wang Bo looked around and decided to follow him to see where he was going. Perhaps he was on his way to meet the tribal chief who had hired him.

So Wang Bo followed far behind Mathayus.

Mathayus and his two companions were ordinary people. Though they had a bit more strength and skill, it didn't change the fact that they were ordinary. So they couldn't possibly detect Wang Bo.

The three rode their horses from day to night, entering a small valley.

Relying on his keen eyesight, Wang Bo flew above the valley and was astonished to find several nomadic tribes gathered there.

It seemed they were holding a meeting.

Wang Bo couldn't help but chuckle. Arriving at the right time was better than arriving early; it seemed his luck was good too. He had stumbled upon the scene where Mathayus was hired by the tribal chief to assassinate the witch.

Of course, Wang Bo wasn't really interested in that plot. What interested him was a woman hidden here.

The Scorpio Saint, Milo!

Yet Wang Bo looked around several times but found no trace of Milo.

"That shouldn't be," Wang Bo murmured. He remembered the Scorpion King saying he had met his master Milo here. Why couldn't he find her?

"Are you looking for me?"

Just then, a warm and cheerful voice came from behind Wang Bo.

Startled, Wang Bo spun around and saw a woman wearing Gold Cloth, with red hair, standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.

Scorpio, Milo.

Wang Bo recognized her at once. After all, he had seen the movie Saint Seiya: Legend of Sanctuary, and the 3D-to-live-action adaptation wasn't much different.

Wang Bo smiled. "That's right, I was looking for you, Scorpio Saint, Miss Milo."

Milo looked at Wang Bo with interest. "I didn't expect anyone in this era to recognize me. Are you from the future too, a Saint? But I'm curious—how are you flying?"

Generally, only those who have attained the Sixth Sense possess various superpowers.

Psychokinesis and flight are possible.

But in her perception, Wang Bo was just an ordinary Saint who hadn't even mastered the Sixth Sense, yet he could fly. That intrigued her.

"This era?" Wang Bo was taken aback, then quickly understood. "I see. You think you've traveled back thousands of years, Miss Milo."

"Haven't I?" Milo asked in surprise, though a hint of barely perceptible gloom flickered in her eyes.

When she first arrived, she was somewhat at a loss, but after hearing the name Gomorrah, she suddenly realized she had inadvertently traveled through time.

In Milo's memory, Gomorrah was an ancient city recorded in the Bible.

In the Bible, the inhabitants of Gomorrah and Sodom openly defied God, and the cities were filled with sin and debauchery, ultimately destroyed by God.

In modern times, Gomorrah no longer exists.

But in this era, Gomorrah still stood upon the earth.

So Milo had always believed she had returned to the past. But now, hearing this Saint's words, it seemed she hadn't traveled through time?

Wang Bo said, "Unfortunately, Miss Milo, you haven't traveled through time but through worlds. You've arrived in the ancient Egyptian era of another world. I believe you've sensed this too, but you're unwilling to admit it, aren't you, Miss Milo?"

Milo fell silent.

Yes, she had indeed sensed it. The most obvious sign was the gods' barrier.

In her world, Earth had a barrier of the gods, but in this world, there was no such protection. If she wished, she could destroy Earth in an instant.

But she was unwilling to admit it. If all this were true, then she might never return—never go back to her Sanctuary, never see her comrades again.

Though her relationship with her comrades wasn't as good as she imagined.

She still wanted to go back.

Yet now, this fantasy had been shattered by this ordinary Saint.

"So, you came to tell me I can never go back? You're a real jerk."

"Quite the opposite, Miss Milo." Wang Bo smiled. "I came to send you home."

"Huh?" Milo stared at Wang Bo in astonishment.

"You might be surprised, but please hear me out." Wang Bo made a calming gesture and slowly explained his origins and the reason for Milo's crossing over.

Milo listened quietly, then pointed at Wang Bo and said, "So, you're here specifically to send me home."

"Exactly," Wang Bo nodded.

Sure she hadn't misheard, Milo couldn't help but burst into laughter, the oppressive mood from earlier vanishing instantly. "Hahaha, this is completely unexpected."