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School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start

Update Daily! 9 AM PST ---------------------- 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!] ---------------------- WPC Dec-Jan Entry! Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

Sesame_Cookies · Fantasy
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Chapter58-Dark Energy, Golden Holy Light

Owen's plan was simple: to grind down the dragonscale creature. 

Bearing the Emerald Blessing, he was like a mobile "fountain" that could replenish his strength. 

As long as he wasn't critically hit by the giant, he could maintain a high level of combat effectiveness.

But the giant was different. 

He had no "fountain," and every bit of energy he used was a complete expenditure, with no chance of replenishment from Owen.

So, Owen kept inflicting wounds on the giant. 

Gradually, the giant's strength waned. His attacks slowed, and Owen knew his opportunity had arrived.

Unfortunately...

The change still came.

Black luminescence began to emanate from the giant axe, resembling a layer of black mist. 

The giant looked at his axe, a grin spreading across his face;