Anton Spielmann and Timo Franz are both already Heritage Master Stage powerhouses.
Among them, Anton Spielmann is a Heritage Master Stage pinnacle powerhouse who has made a name for himself in Hyacinth, having defeated several Heritage Master Stage powerhouse opponents.
It can be said that in the realm of Heritage Master Stage, Anton Spielmann’s strength is already at the forefront of Hyacinth.
Timo Franz is a little less powerful than Anton Spielmann, but is also a Heritage Master Stage powerhouse.
Even so, by this seemingly ordinary ordinary itself without the slightest breath emitting fluctuations of the bad old man’s gaze stared at, the two of them actually have a kind of numb feeling of the scalp.
As Old Mr. Miller’s gaze shifted, Louis Neumann finally felt himself come back to life, he was able to move his body and turned his head backwards to look, his face showed a look of surprise and hurriedly shouted: “Old Mr. Spielmann, Old Mr. Franz… …”
Seeing these two Heritage Master Stage powerhouses of Heavenly Holy Land, Louis Neumann was as sure as if he had eaten a pill, thinking that the situation in the field would change with the arrival of these two old masters.
The old man who came out of nowhere did bring him an inexplicable sense of panic, but now he doesn’t feel it anymore.
The two Heritage Master Stage powerhouses in Heavenly Holy Land have joined forces, who else dares to make a scene?
This old man, no matter how profound he is, can still resist the might of two Heritage Master Stage powerhouses?
Anton Spielmann and Timo Franz both walked up to Louis Neumann and Anton Spielmann looked at Old Mr. Miller and said, “May I ask who your Excellency is?”
Old Mr. Miller ignored Anton Spielmann’s question, he pulled Jason over, checked Jason’s injury and said, “Jason, how is the injury? Can you still carry it?”
“No matter! I’ve been through worse wounds than this many times, but I was still able to kill the enemy on the battlefield?” Jason said with a smile.
“Tsk … you kid is to see Miss Stokes and Kay present so swell face to play hero, right?” Old Mr. Miller sarcastic voice.
At this time, Marcel came forward and said, “Mr. Miller, are you all right? I have a Green Blood Pill here, take it first, it can stabilize your injury.”
With that, Marcel took out a porcelain vase and poured out a thumb-sized turquoise with a hint of blood-colored elixir.
Old Mr. Miller’s eyes were bright, and he said, “Green Blood Pill, which is Provadanski’s unique elixir to stop bleeding and restore vitality, is extremely valuable. Who are you?”
“I, Marcel, am none other than from Provadanski,” Marcel said in a respectful tone.
Jason also said, “Old man, Mr. Webern or Provadanski’s Ben. just now I was attacked, Mr. Webern first to help, only to be obstructed by Heavenly Holy Land manpower.”
“I’m sorry to say that I couldn’t help much before Mr. Miller was seriously injured. Marcel said in an apologetic tone.
Jason waved his hand and said, “Since Old Mr. Miller said this elixir is precious, Mr. Webern you keep it for your future needs. I’m okay with this injury, I can still hold on.”
Marcel immediately said in a deep voice: “Mr. Miller, you don’t treat me as a friend when you say that. Since Green Blood Pill was refined by me, Provadanski, I naturally have no shortage.”
“Just give it to you and take it. What kind of a man is twisting and turning?” Old Mr. Miller glared at Jason.
Jason was speechless for a while, the old man could not give others face when he spoke?
“Then thank you, Mr. Webern.”
Jason opened his mouth and took this Green Blood Pill, which also melted in his mouth, and immediately he felt that his own blood in the violent battle was greatly replenished, and his internal injuries caused by the two Completion Stage powerhouses were also somewhat restored and eased.
His own qi and blood flowed much more freely, and his originally weak breath began to strengthen, indicating that the internal injuries in his body were indeed stabilized and began to recover gradually.
Of course, a Green Blood Pill can not let him heal immediately, but only to control his internal injuries, did not continue to deteriorate, later still need to slowly adjust the recovery to do.
“So you’re from Provadanski.” Old Mr. Miller spoke up and said, “Back in Hyacinth, it was your Konstantin Webern who I was able to drink with. Old Mr. Miller spoke up and said, “When I was in Hyacinth, the person I could drink with was Konstantin Webern of Provadanski, an old man I didn’t see eye to eye with, and we didn’t talk much. But this old thing is still good, at least in terms of drinking can still compete with me.”
Marcel’s face shook at the words.
Konstantin Webern is the current Holy Patriarch of Provadanski, and his grandfather.
“So senior is an old friend of my grandfather. Nowadays, my grandfather rarely goes out, so I’m sure he would be very happy to know that he has such an old friend. If you are free that day, please bring Mr. Miller to Provadanski as a guest.” Marcel said.
“The wine made from the water of Iced Lake in your Holy Land is indeed mellow and delicious … haven’t tasted it for decades. There is an opportunity to naturally go to extort Konstantin Webern this old thing.” Old Mr. Miller laughed.
With that, Old Mr. Miller pulled Jason over and asked, “Better now?”
Jason nodded and said, “It’s better.”
“Now that we are better, we can start reasoning with others.” Old Mr. Miller old eyes slightly narrowed, towards Heavenly Holy Land side of the people standing afraid to move, and then said, “Jason, the old man has taught you since childhood, to learn to reason with others. Others respect you a foot, you let a ten foot; others drop of grace, you have to spring back. Other people hit you a punch, how do you say you also have to fight back ten punches. People live is to fight for breath, can not be condescending to yourself.”
Old Mr. Miller said, Old Mr. Miller grinned coldly, on this missing teeth to speak the old man to leak this moment is to reveal a people difficult to strictly understand the power, he said: “a few people are Heavenly Holy Land people, right? The old man has only one grandson, and I still expect him to give me old age, and then get a few daughters-in-law to give birth to ten or eight grandchildren. But Heavenly Holy Land is trying to kill him? This is clearly to follow me over.”
Anton Spielmann took a deep breath and tried to calm the waves of shock that were rising inside him.
By now, he had vaguely guessed the identity of the old man in front of him.
Previously rumored Lewis Miller in Oakshire, the old man in front of you happens to be Miller, himself vaguely wrapped in a force of heaven and earth, such a figure in addition to the rumored long-lost decades of Lewis Miller, who else can there be?
“Old Mr. Miller, there must be a misunderstanding in this matter. I, Heavenly Holy Land, have no intention to offend. If there is anything to be offended, I, Heavenly Holy Land, would be happy to discuss it with Old Mr. Miller.” Anton Spielmann said in a deliberate manner.
“Misunderstanding? And the misunderstanding of a premeditated attack to kill someone into a desperate situation? Even Extreme Wu Dao wouldn’t dare to speak like that in front of me, so who are you guys?”
Old Mr. Miller was furious, and in addition to his penchant for internalizing his granddaughter-in-law, he had another characteristic – he was protective of his children.
Jason was nearly killed tonight by the set-up, Old Mr. Miller certainly will not stop there.