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."

spent in seclusion, her abilities had soared beyond the

mere fifth-rank power user was of

prepared for everyone upon receiving that message, the outcome of today's battle was still

assailant attacked again, only to have his

followed was a blow of full force from

was sent flying, blood spewing from

spared him no

incapacitated by a single blow was

and Abigail were locked

this formidable adversary who had eluded her for

Fair is fair.

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

been intrigued to bring her back to

hurrying to Percival's side, ready to join

an arc in the air, her gaze lazily arrogant,

"Vivienne, be careful."

who pulled her to safety, though Vivienne felt the near

Suppression Pill has

must be due to her breaking through to the tenth rank," Percival wiped a trace of blood

supposed to be their wedding day. To have their celebration

up with a spark of intrigue, "Mr.

the heights of the tenth rank, facing a barrier-breaker like Abigail

of fire and brimstone, could stop

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

in red scoffed unabashedly at their resolve, "Thinking you can stop me? Neither of you will leave here

gaze darkening as she flicked her fingertips, sending a flurry of silver needles

mere tilt of her head, dismissing Vivienne's tactics as child's

Percival, her tone full of arrogant certainty, "Only with your death can I truly savor this divine feast bestowed upon me

with Abigail, he stood unyielding, "A person of limited talent dares to boast

quickly composed itself as she attacked with even greater ferocity, clearly agitated,

obscured beauty and her natural aptitude

for her method of absorbing others' strengths, she couldn't have even dreamt of reaching the