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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
280 Chs

Chapter112-The Secrets of the Luminous Ancient Kingdom

Rubbing his eyes, Owen thought he saw a flicker in the statue's eyes.

"What exactly is happening?" Owen felt an eerie chill run down his spine.

"It's all my fault; I still couldn't hide it," he thought with a sense of foreboding.

"What exactly do you mean?" Owen, utterly bewildered, sensed an ominous feeling.

"Just wait, you'll see soon enough," the black protodragon replied, its tone losing the previous nonchalance and turning grave.

The statue's eyes flickered with a red light, as if it had been imbued with life.

Its already upturned lips now formed a smile, more eerie than ever.

Owen's expression darkened as he felt a powerful force enveloping Heartstealer Island.

Without hesitation, he forced a drop of essence blood from his fingertip.

"Barlo, I am in Heartstealer Island of the Gosa Waters, facing grave trouble. Come quickly," he shouted.

Heeding advice could be as nourishing as a full meal.