“Of course!” The two of them nodded repeatedly.
“Actually, I had an amazing encounter.”
“An amazing encounter?” President Fred and Mr. Dirk exchanged a look.
In a deep and low voice, Meng Lei slowly said, “During the recent winter break, when I was training in the Magical Beast Forest, I met one of my ancestors by chance, and received pointers from him...”
“Brat, what are you trying to do?” Ol’ Amos’ panicked, and his accusatory voice rang out in Meng Lei’s mind. “Why are you ratting this old man out?”
“This is an emergency, Ol’ President. I can only let you down now!” Meng Lei hastily apologized and said, “But don’t worry, I’m just using you as a scapegoat. It won’t do you any harm!”
“A scapegoat? You unfilial descendant...” Ol’ Amos was practically boiling mad.
“Your ancestor?”
“Pointers from him?”
President Fred and Mr. Dirk looked at each other. Meng Lei had an ancestor?
What kind of ancestor could help Meng Lei, a Fifth-Grade Magician, to break through and become a Ninth-Grade Great Magician with just a few pointers?
“My ancestor’s name is Amos Kroc!”
Meng Lei sold Ol’ Amos out thoroughly!
“Amos Kroc?”
A frowning President Fred sank into contemplation for a brief moment. Then, his countenance suddenly changed. “Are you talking about the academy’s second president from 20,000 years ago, President Amos?”
“Yes, that’s him.” Meng Lei gave a heavy nod.
“To think it’s actually him!”
Mr. Dirk’s eyes widened dramatically, and he couldn’t help but exclaim, “Meng Lei, are you saying that President Amos is actually still alive? Hasn’t he gone missing?”
“According to what I know, President Amos had resigned from his position as academy president in the past because of what his disciple, Adolf, did. There was no news of him, and no traces of him at all ever since then.”
President Fred’s eyes bore into Meng Lei. “Yet you’re saying that he’s been living in seclusion in Magical Beast Forest all this time... Meng Lei, I’m finding your words truly hard to believe!”
“I know this sounds inconceivable, but it’s the truth.” Meng Lei brought out a red scale. “This is something that my ancestor gave me. He appointed me as the current clan leader of the Krocs and ordered me to restore the Krocs to their former glory.”
“That’s...”
President Fred stared hard at the red dragon scale in Meng Lei’s hand. At the sight of this, Meng Lei passed him the scale.
“A pure-blooded Saint Domain Fire Dragon’s scale! This is a pure-blooded Saint Domain Fire Dragon’s scale!”
President Fred examined the red dragon scale with a look of shock and astonishment. He said, “Isn’t President Amos a Dragon Person? Could it be that... He has already cultivated till the pinnacle of Saint Domain and has thoroughly been reborn into a pure-blooded Fire Dragon?”
“No, he probably isn’t just at the pinnacle of Saint Domain!” With a shake of his head, Meng Lei said, “I estimate that my ancestor has already stepped into another realm a long time ago. I once had the fortune to see his true Fire Dragon body. It was as long as 10,000 feet!”
“10,000 feet? Isn’t that...”
President Fred took a gasp of chilly air!
Chapter 121: A Deity Ancestor, A Successful Bluff
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Colossal Dragons were one of the strongest races in Heaven’s Vault Continent, and their strength was completely and directly proportional to their body size.
The stronger they were, the bigger they were. And the bigger they were, the stronger they were.
When an ordinary Colossal Dragon came of age, they were comparable to a Ninth-Grade Magical Beast, and their size reached up to over 20 meters. Should they break through to Saint Domain, they could go up to over 50 meters.
Following that, as they became stronger, their size would also grow and expand accordingly. However, even the size of a Saint Domain Colossal Dragon at its pinnacle didn’t go beyond 100 meters or so.
A dragon body that measured up to 10,000 feet—that was no longer the kind of size that a Saint Domain Colossal Dragon at its pinnacle would have. Even a Dragon King that stood above the Saint Domain wasn’t that big.
“Could President Amos have already surpassed a Dragon King?” President Fred wondered to himself as his eyes flickered in shock and uncertainty.
A Dragon King!
To borrow a term of address from other races, they were also known as... Half-deities!
What was a half-deity?
Someone that was half-mortal and half-deity!
Those that possessed a deity’s certain abilities but hadn’t yet shed their mortal bodies to truly metamorphose into a true deity—they were known as half-deities.
“An existence that surpasses a half-deity? Isn’t that...”
President Fred couldn’t help gasping in astoundment. “No, that’s impossible! It’s been close to 10,000 years since a deity has been born in Heaven’s Vault Continent. How could President Amos have possibly attained the state of a deity?
“Could it be that 10,000 years ago, he had already...”
President Fred’s eyes flickered as countless thoughts flashed past his mind. For a while there, he was rather uncertain about Meng Lei’s claims.
However, there was one thing that he did believe—Meng Lei likely had really encountered President Amos.
Firstly, after a period of over 20,000 years, the Krocs had long since been buried in the long course of history. There were very, very few people that knew of a clan like them, let alone a 16-year-old teenager like Meng Lei. Where was he supposed to learn about the Krocs from?
Secondly, that pure-blooded Fire Dragon scale didn’t lie—most people couldn’t come up with something like that at all.
Stealing it from a Colossal Dragon’s body? Pulling it off one? Snatching it from one?
Ha, was that even possible?
Lastly, Meng Lei was capable of casting Dragon-Language Magic.
