Sesame_Cookies

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!]

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

After gaining an understanding of the situation in the outer city, Dawson slowly descended the high tower, finding the journey unexpectedly strenuous.

He continually calculated how long the outer city could hold, how long the inner city might last, but he knew no matter the math, they couldn't wait out the arrival of General Wang's reinforcements.

Ironblade City was destined to become a city of the dead.

Now, there was nothing left to do but that one thing.

He made his way to the drawing room.

To the east and west, the demon army's catapults relentlessly bombarded the city walls, while to the south, after several volleys of sword rain, the demon army's vanguard was about to engage in close combat with the city's defenders.

And to the north, under the cover of archers on horseback, infantrymen carrying ladders rushed towards the city walls.

The twilight of Ironblade City had begun.

Chapter183-The Fall