The Million-Dollar Heart

The members of the Nine Mystics Society had already arrived, and Thomas, along with his crew, had broken free from the clutches of the dark-cloaked adversaries. The remaining foes were left to the capable hands of the Emerald Mountain's senior brothers.

Not far off, the sky darkened ominously as a group of dark-cloaked figures appeared once more, their sights set determinedly on Vivienne.

The Nine Mystics Society positioned themselves in a defensive formation, ready for both attack and defense.

Vivienne, however, was fixated on the looming crowd ahead.

There, amidst them, was her true target.

A wave of energy morphed into existence from the air, aiming straight for her vitals.

Percival, ever vigilant, wrapped an arm around Vivienne's waist and dodged the assault with ease.

A woman in red, her figure shrouded in mystery and her face hidden behind a veil, appeared before Vivienne. Despite the disguise, Vivienne recognized her instantly. "Abigail!"

Vivienne's voice was firm, leaving no room for retort.

The woman chuckled behind her hand, her voice dripping with seduction, "Vivienne, we finally meet."

Vivienne scoffed, "Haven't we already met before?"

Ignoring her, the woman in red flicked her crimson nails, signaling the dark-cloaked figures, "Her powers are beneath you. Capture her for me. I want her to watch as her loved ones perish before her eyes."

With that, an attack was launched at Percival.

Hearing this, Vivienne's expression darkened.

She had guessed right; Abigail's vendetta was against Mr. Wolf.

Following her command, a dark-cloaked figure aimed a vicious blow at Vivienne.

Vivienne raised her hand in a mere gesture, and the assailant's power dispersed into the air, rendered useless.

Shocked, a raspy voice emerged from beneath the mask, "Your powers exceed the fifth rank?"

Vivienne smirked, "Fifth rank? That was me half a year ago."

time she spent in seclusion, her abilities

mere fifth-rank power user was of no concern to

had prepared for everyone upon

attacked again, only to have

of full force from the

dark-cloaked figure was sent flying, blood

spared him no second

by a single blow was somewhat

Percival and Abigail were locked in

this formidable

Fair is fair.

with Mr. Wolf, whose powers neared the tenth rank, Abigail's strength was indeed monstrous. A pity she was a

would have been intrigued to bring her back to the lab for a collaborative

energy waves intensified suddenly. Vivienne squinted, hurrying

garments fluttered as she traced an arc in the

"Vivienne, be careful."

who pulled her to safety, though Vivienne

"The Spirit Suppression Pill has lost

due to her breaking through to the tenth rank," Percival wiped

supposed to be their wedding day. To

with a spark of intrigue, "Mr. Wolf,

he had reached the heights of the tenth rank, facing

a path of fire

curved, "Mr. Wolf, it's been a while since we

woman in red scoffed unabashedly at their resolve, "Thinking you can

her gaze darkening as she flicked her

dismissing Vivienne's tactics as child's play, "Such naive tricks are a waste

strike at Percival, her tone full of arrogant certainty, "Only with your death can I truly savor this divine feast bestowed upon me by the heavens." Percival's eyes glinted with a merciless chill, his

unyielding, "A person of limited talent dares

as she attacked with even greater ferocity, clearly agitated, "What does it matter? Once you're dead,

beauty and her natural aptitude

absorbing others' strengths, she couldn't have even dreamt of reaching the realm of