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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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Chapter169-Battle

It was at this moment that Owen and Timothos encountered each other, and upon presenting the dragons' token, Timothos requested to join forces.

These Easthaven Realm cavalry were patrolling throughout the northern parts of Cloud Domain, a vast territory where news should not have traveled so swiftly.

Easthaven Realm borders Cloud Domain, marking the frontier between the angel race and the dragons.

Historically, thousands of years ago, Easthaven Realm was part of the dragons' territories until it was seized by the angel race.

The dragons, lacking the desire for conflict, allowed the angel race to take control without resistance.

Unexpectedly, the angel race gradually expanded, eventually dominating over thirty domains, while the dragons held merely thirteen or fourteen.

The man sneered but did not answer.

"He's trying to buy time," Owen saw through his intention immediately, "We must hurry back to camp!"