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Chapter 160 Feud! Big crisis! [For self-determination, for data]

Amber's remarks undoubtedly gave Justin a great impact.

He involuntarily took a few steps back, his face showing fear and anger from his heart.

Among the wands, the spell of not needing money slammed down on Amber's face, not knowing that it was defending his inner pride. Or release the fear in his heart that he is unwilling to admit.

But such an attack, for Amber, is nothing but pediatric.

Looking at Justin who had lost his mind, Amber smiled slightly.

This is exactly his purpose.

Amber never does anything useless.

Amber never bothered to get the cheap thrill of boasting about his plans in the face of a losing enemy.

His previous words had only one purpose.

It is to completely smash the arrogant "680" in Justin's heart, thereby disrupting his thoughts.

Sure enough, he opened the Presbyterian Church by himself. The last piece of fig leaf made Justin, who has always been proud of his identity, in chaos.

At this time, Amber is no longer regarded as an opponent who needs to be taken seriously, but a cultist who is heinous and needs to be immediately exterminated.

When the fighting consciousness completely changed, Justin's fighting ability also had a cliff-like decline.

A calm and experienced Justin, for Amber is undoubtedly a formidable opponent.

But when the opponent has lost basic sanity, then victory is no longer a suspense.

It wasn't just the people present who saw this. In Edmund's mobile phone, there were also some sharp-eyed people who were scrolling rapidly.

[Pawar, what's going on? What did these two people say just now?]

[The middle-aged man who came to support was upset, where did Sniff come from?]

[Sniff? It’s easy to be controlled by emotions and reason, right? I like this metaphor. 】

[Don't say that nonsense, what I'm interested in now is what the two of them said? 】

[No matter what I said, I am more optimistic about Cadmus now. 】

Watching the continuously scrolling audience barrage, Edmund's mouth grinned to the base of his ears.

From the background of his mobile phone, it can be seen that the current number of people is gradually increasing.

Up to this moment, the number of simultaneous online users on the mobile phone has far exceeded the subscription peak of the Daily Prophet.

Edmund, who has been in the media for generations, knows it. In this industry, the flow of people is the golden Galleon.

Edmund knew better that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The rise of the Pawar family is today.

So he cleared his throat, adjusted the camera, and continued to explain enthusiastically:

"Here is the front line and we can see now...

It has to be said that Edmund is indeed a talent.

Under the seemingly fair report, the partiality for Amber was quietly revealed between the words.

The people are easy to be guided, let alone in such an era of lack of news media.

All the scenes on the battlefield, according to Edmund's clever mouth, are full of flowers.

Everyone who watched the live news subconsciously believed that Amber's strength was already above the man on the opposite side.

[Did Douglas' head get kicked by a troll? Why did he ask such a group of trash to help? 】

【Because they are Slytherins, those filthy vipers, haven't they always been good at these things?】

【What happened to Slytherin? Stupid Gryffindor, Cadmus who is fighting them now is also Slytherin】

【Merlin, these two academies have started again, can't you watch the news properly?】

The direction of the barrage is very strong. No matter what time it is, partisan disputes are always the most easily talked about things.

With the transfer of the topic, these audiences who were still confused about the battlefield situation seem to have gradually formed a unified opinion.

That is, the reinforcements invited by the Douglas family are indeed powerful, but they seem to be no match for Cadmus.

Such a bias gradually formed a consensus, but it angered another group of people watching the live broadcast at this time.

In a jungle in northern Europe, there is a quiet treehouse on top of several tall towering trees.

In this chorus, an old man with amazing magical fluctuations all over his body was staring at the live broadcast on his mobile phone with a gloomy expression.

"Justin, this trash, is just dealing with a Hogwarts student.

"Doesn't he know that if he fails, it will be the face of the entire Presbyterian Church?"

While talking to himself, the old man set his eyes on Amber's face.

Looking at the familiar outline between Amber's brows, the haze on the old man's face grew thicker.

"Hmph, the descendants of that scum, the Cadmus family, really don't have a good thing."

After subconsciously humming this sentence, the old man's eyes flickered, as if he was making some difficult decision.

"In the General Council, the old guy Noah Cadmus still has a few friends, so he can't act blatantly."

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the face of the old man subconsciously, and as the sunlight dappled through the branches and leaves, this smile became even more gloomy.

"Hehe, but looking for Merlin's holy relic is a joint decision of the three major councils."

"With this reason, if a great wizard is sent out, the old guys in the General Council should have nothing to say?"

Thinking of this old man, he smiled, and deep-rooted hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Noah, this is what you taught me.

"When dealing with an enemy, you must not be soft-hearted!"

"Now that this idea is used in your descendants, you will be very happy."

After figuring this out, the old man stopped looking at his mobile phone, rubbed his hands together and came to the window.

I didn't see any movement from him, just a few seconds later, a gray smoke floated from all directions, condensed in an instant behind him, and turned into a figure in a gray robe.

"Your Excellency."

2.0 The figure in gray robe bowed and saluted the old man with a very respectful attitude.

If there are insiders present, they will be surprised to find out.

This grey-robed figure was one of the thirteen great wizards in the Presbyterian Council.

But it is such a great wizard who stands at the top of the magic world's strength, and he respects this old man.

In the face of the great wizard's salute, the old man's face was flat, and he casually ordered as if it was justified:

"Arnold, you go to Douglas's station."

"The Katmos family's inheritance has been long enough. Since a daughter has emerged now, it would be good to have such a daughter to inherit his bloodline."

"You go, bring back the news of Merlin's relic, and take the boy to see his grandfather by the way. 99