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School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start

Owen, an ordinary high school student at Saint Aya Academy, finds himself and his classmates mysteriously transported to a world filled with magic and bizarre creatures during a school event. In this world, arcanergy saturates the land, and all intelligent beings can harness it. The more adept one is at utilizing arcanergy, the more noble their race is considered. Upon arriving on this new continent, the students from Saint Aya Academy immediately attract the attention of various powers. They are referred to as Saints and are chosen by powerful races to be groomed as successors. However, Owen seems to be as inconspicuous here as he was at school, with no races showing interest in him. Even as his classmates find their places, no one extends an olive branch to Owen. Just when everyone thinks he will be left behind, a dragon's roar echoes across the sky. The ancient and mighty Dragon race, in an unprecedented gesture of high ceremony, has the twelve Great Dragon Elders personally welcome Owen, choosing him as the "Saint of the Dragons." As everyone is stunned by this dramatic turn of events, Owen hears a "ding" sound beside his ear... [Host binding, the most powerful Prophecy System is activated!]

Sesame_Cookies · Fantasy
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280 Chs

Chapter135-Death and Alliance

Jonathan's face took on an unpleasant expression: "What happened to the rest of your team?"

Feldin's face was grave, and he remained silent.

A team member sobbed from behind him, "They're dead, truly dead. We couldn't even retrieve their bodies."

A chill went through the group.

"For some reason, our souls were all sucked into an illusion.

If you die in that illusion, you're truly dead," Feldin said, his voice low and lips barely moving, the shock evident on his face.

"You probably haven't heard this news yet; it was bought with the life of my brother."

His face was stricken, lips turned white, clearly deeply traumatized.

Jonathan let out a deep sigh, "We've known about it for a while."

Owen spoke up, "Now's not the time for reminiscing. Tell us about the teams you've encountered."

Feldin glanced at Owen, realizing that the trial had taken a deadly turn and that survival now depended on banding together.