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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 · Fantasy
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280 Chs

Chapter83-The Saint and Saintess of the Sea Race

"Ah, Saint Your Highness, please hold on a moment. Although I permit you to enter Heartstealer Island, there are a few conditions I must set," Godwin extended his hand, signaling Owen to sit down.

"Please speak, Grandmaster Godwin," Owen knew that the crucial part was coming.

"There's only one condition: you cannot participate in the contest for the Heart of the Ocean," Godwin stated, his tone serious and earnest.

Owen fell into silence. 

His very purpose for visiting Heartstealer Island was to seek the Heart of the Ocean. 

If he couldn't partake in its contest, what was the point of going to the island? Could he not strive to break through the grandmaster-tier elsewhere?

Godwin leisurely sipped his wine, observing Owen's expression, feeling an immense weight in his heart.

"Dragons are indeed lucky to have a saint of such depth and cunning. The prosperity of dragons seems promising!" He mused inwardly.