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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

Chapter174-The Visible Spiricontam Energy

Even Isaac, Quentin, and the others seemed to ignore the light as if it was invisible to them.

Owen ventured a question, "What is that?"

"Huh?" Quentin's deputy looked puzzled, "What?"

Owen pointed towards the direction of the red light, "You can't see it?"

Everyone appeared clueless, "See what?"

They genuinely couldn't see it.

Owen, feeling slightly dejected, asked, "What's that place used for now?" 

The red light seemed to be emanating from a row of bungalows.

Quentin glanced over, "That's where the prisoners of war are held."

Owen immediately got up and started walking towards the source of the red light.

Although he was affable, carrying the title of the saint of dragons meant that no one questioned his actions, and everyone went back to their own tasks.

Owen arrived in front of the row of bungalows.