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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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Chapter144-The Disappearance of the Flesh Fortress

Exhausted, Owen and his group sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

Monkey, lifting a waterskin from the guards' pack, drank eagerly, even choking a bit from the haste.

Jiplin, using arcanergy to stop his bleeding, asked in a faltering voice, "How much longer do we need to hold out?"

Rummaging through the guards' pack, Owen found some candy, specifically hard candies.

At such a moment, the sweet treat was a morale booster.

Unwrapping the small pieces from their wax paper, the scent of honey sweetly diluted the taste of blood in their mouths.

In this dire situation, this sweet taste was unexpectedly precious, leaving an unforgettable impression.

Owen glanced around at his companions and said with a soft laugh, "Not much longer. Reinforcements have arrived." 

Everyone looked up incredulously.

Monkey asked urgently, "Really?"

"Of course."