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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

Chapter265-Accepting the Mission

"Meeting someone? Your friend got locked up, huh? It's tough inside there!" 

The elder showed a hint of sympathy, his expression turning into surprise as he glanced at the token.

It seemed he too found Owen's level of access incredible.

Owen shook his head with a smile, speaking respectfully, "I'm going to see an enemy, actually. I have some questions for him." 

"Is that so..." 

The elder stroked his white beard, handing Owen a token.

"This token should facilitate better communication between you two." 

"Elder..." Owen looked at the elder in confusion.

Although he found everyone in the Sanctuary agreeable, this kindness seemed almost too generous.

The elder, seemingly understanding Owen's thoughts and stroking his beard, chuckled.

"Renat has done me some favors." The elder didn't elaborate further, but Owen got the gist.

It seemed his teacher was indeed no ordinary figure...