Why Am I a Priestess When I Reach the Maximum Level? - Chapter 137[Vol. 5] - Farewell to the Blood Legacy

The Realm of Omnidom have five planes of reality, and nobody ascends them alone. You rise with your kingdom — through wars, through victories, through every moment that should have finished you but you overcome it and broke through to see the next wonders, win the next conquest, and kill your next foes.Everyone who arrives gets the same deal. A universal system, a voice, a blank patch of nothing and the nerve to call it a kingdom someday.See, people built some wild things here. Abyssal Underwater Civilizations. Cloud empires. Cities inside trees so massive they have their own weather systems. Floating eldritch continents that only seek conquests and horrors. And much more.Genuinely breathtaking stuff.But mine tops them all.The ones that came before me are history. The ones that came after me are comparisons. And the ones that tried to surpass me?Good stories. Tragic endings.Want to see how that happened? Then get onboard. It's a wild ride.#Kingdom Building. #Strong/OP Growth MC. #No-Harem. #Progression Fantasy. #Summons.------[ Discord: https://discord.gg/MSM9Gp3Jxz ]

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!]

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