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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

Chapter137-Fierce Battle

The injured member was still in good condition, but the teammate supporting him had vanished.

A shadow fell over the group's faces; the battle had been so intense that they hadn't noticed one person missing.

Moreover, death here meant true death.

Owen, with a grim expression, said, "I slashed off the monster's arms, and it's recovered already?"

Willow spoke gravely, "We've all seen the monster's regeneration speed. This flesh fortress is its nourishment chamber."

Just then, a figure burst from the dark corridor ahead, shouting, "He's a River Crossing Demon spawn, don't believe her."

Everyone was startled, and upon closer inspection, it was Jiplin, covered in blood, his left arm hanging limply at his side.

He was pointing at Owen.

"Me?" Owen squinted, pointing at himself, incredulous.

"Get lost, what does this have to do with you?" Jiplin glared, waving his hand dismissively, "It ate Loa and is impersonating him."