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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!]

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Chapter159-The Truth Behind the Great War

"Saint has grown stronger," Dinesh remarked, his eyes shimmering with a sense of awe.

Owen nodded vigorously, his smile spreading, "It's all thanks to the dragons' nurturing. I'm merely under the wings of the dragons."

Dinesh shook his head, patting Owen on the shoulder, "Such modesty belittles your achievements. The dragons bestowed upon you but two blessings. To fully unleash the power of these blessings requires your own effort. I thought it would take you ages to cultivate the power of these blessings, yet you've absorbed them almost entirely in just two years."

"Not entirely," Owen corrected with precision.

"Soon, very soon," Dinesh beamed, his smile so wide that his molars were on full display, "Come, let us show our warriors the esteemed Saint."

He pulled Owen into the center of the arena, where countless dragons' warriors fixed their gaze on him.