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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

Chapter220-Execution

"Could you read his memories? I want to see what evil deeds he has committed."

"I'll give it a try." 

Owen didn't recall possessing the ability to read others' memories, but he found himself instinctively agreeing.

Was it because of Rose? 

He wasn't sure.

He impaled Sion against the wall with Ice through his left shoulder, effectively pinning him and simultaneously slowing the bleeding from his left hand.

Then, placing his index finger on Sion's forehead, Owen concentrated, directing his arcanergy to his fingertip.

After five minutes, he felt a shift in the arcanergy at his fingertip.

Simultaneously, Sion's memories flooded his mind, causing a wave of dizziness, nearly toppling him to the ground.

"Are you alright, young master?" 

Rose was prepared, steadying him as he swayed.

"I'm fine." Owen sifted through Sion's memories, uttering only those two words.