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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

Chapter191-Capture That Woman

"Woody's getting smarter by the day. I owe it all to you this time," Blight said, smiling as he watched the captain of the guard leave.

He then tucked the piece of wire he had in his hand into the inner pocket of his shirt.

He tore a small hole at the back of his left shoe, pulling out a highly flexible metal wire, and silently unlocked both his chains and the cell door.

Assuming Woody had gone far enough, he climbed the steps, still using the metal wire to unlock the iron door and took down the "soundproof stone." After examining it, he realized it was just a piece of broken rock.

He guessed Woody had been swindled by some crook again.

Luckily, he was the only one confined in the dungeon, and his cell was at the very innermost, or else Woody's words just now might have been overheard.

Blight pocketed the stone in the same inner pocket of his shirt, then stealthily approached the jailer guarding him from behind, tapping him on the shoulder.