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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

Chapter50-The Injured Sprite Prince

"The emerald sprite's body is like a tattered sack now, any life force poured into it just dissipates out..." Owen explained patiently.

Finn became anxious:

"What do we do now? Should we just put it back and pretend we never saw it?"

Owen looked incredulous:

"After all this effort to save it, it would be too disgraceful to just put it back."

Finn sighed:

"Sir, you don't understand. The ancient lands of the emerald sprites are here in Dreamscape Valley, their home turf. If a sprite dies at our hands, they will definitely not let it go."

"We're clean, that's all that matters," Owen was unconcerned.

Finn scoffed:

"Clean, sure. But we can't afford to have conflicts with the emerald sprites. We will have to cooperate with their investigations, which will undoubtedly delay our mission."

Owen suddenly looked into the distance, a mysterious smile playing on his lips: