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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

Chapter213-That Witch is Mine

Owen looked at Rose, who had a sweet smile, as sweet as the air around them.

Thus, he held Rose and leaned against the window sill, fully becoming a spectator.

The first round of combat had ended, leaving several individuals lying in the middle of the street, all seemingly minor characters.

The two groups faced off in the relatively open street.

Shortly thereafter, dozens more people rushed in from both sides of the street.

They violently kicked aside and threw the various market stalls that hadn't been moved in time, creating a larger arena for the duel.

The combatants exchanged glances and then commenced fighting, employing close combat techniques.

Each move and posture was precise and stylish, making for an entertaining spectacle.

Observers from two factions were present, with the leader of the group from the west laughing continuously at the spectacle in the center.