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

Stepping into the eighth level, Owen braced himself for what was to come, yet the transformation before his eyes was wholly unexpected.

The walls vanished in an instant, the ground morphed into grass, and a forest appeared ahead.

With a sense of déjà vu, Owen entered the woodland.

It was as though he saw a horde of orcs leaping from the trees, roaring as they charged towards the small circle formed by Owen's royal guards.

Under his command, the guards remained unflappable, their greatswords held steady.

As the leading orcs closed to within half a meter of their blades, the guards suddenly exerted force, stepping forward to pierce the heart of an orc with a single thrust, then stepped back to hold their position.

Every motion was as practiced, except this was no drill.

Drawn forward a few steps involuntarily, Owen felt his current standing point was exactly where the royal guards had been arrayed.

Chapter231-The False World