There are only a group of people who are incompatible with them. They seem to have a strict hierarchy, and those behind them will never surpass the steps of those in front.

"Everyone, be quiet and stand in front of the door!"

I saw no one coming up from the exit.

The burly Professor Rudd roared loudly.

No one was talking back at this time, or in other words, no one had the energy to talk back.

Even the rebellious pure-blood descendants stood in a row.

Professor Rude quickly counted the number of people. It was very good, there were not many of them.

He nodded with satisfaction and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Professor Rudd turned around and came to the door, flexing his muscles and pushing it open.

Xifa was stunned for a moment as he watched. Is this an act or does it really require pure physical strength to push it away? Why not use magic?

This problem was forgotten by him when the door was completely opened.

I saw that the air flow caused by the opening of the door made the candlelight above my head beat slightly, and the interior of the castle with complex patterns and traces of time was revealed in front of me.

Xifa, who was at the head of the queue, was naturally the leader, and he led all the little wizards to enter in an orderly manner.

What he didn't know was that there was a person behind him staring at him with a look of resentment in his glowing red eyes.

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