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

fifth-rank power user was of no concern

Pill she had prepared for everyone upon receiving that message,

attacked again, only to have his power extinguished mid-transformation

of full

flying,

spared him no second

incapacitated by a

were

attention to this formidable adversary who had eluded

Fair is fair.

powers neared the tenth rank, Abigail's

bring her back to the lab for a collaborative

intensified suddenly. Vivienne squinted, hurrying to Percival's

woman's garments fluttered as she traced an arc in

"Vivienne, be careful."

pulled her to safety, though Vivienne

frowned, "The Spirit Suppression Pill has lost its

the tenth rank," Percival wiped a trace of blood from his lip, his handsome

be their wedding day. To have their celebration interrupted was

spark of intrigue, "Mr. Wolf, remember the

the heights of the tenth rank, facing a barrier-breaker like Abigail required endurance. But with Vivienne by

a barrage of bombs or a path of fire and brimstone, could stop him from completing his marriage

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

scoffed unabashedly at their resolve, "Thinking you can stop me? Neither of you

as she flicked her fingertips, sending a flurry

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

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,

person of limited talent dares to

but quickly composed itself as she attacked with even greater ferocity,

her obscured beauty and her natural aptitude

absorbing others' strengths, she couldn't have