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."

seclusion, her abilities

power user was of no

upon receiving that message, the outcome of today's

the assailant attacked again, only to have his power

a blow of

figure was sent flying, blood spewing

him

by a single blow was

Percival and Abigail were locked

to this formidable adversary

Fair is fair.

with Mr. Wolf, whose powers neared the tenth rank, Abigail's strength

back to the

hurrying to Percival's side, ready to join forces

an arc in the air, her

"Vivienne, be careful."

though

Suppression Pill has

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

their wedding day. To have their celebration interrupted was

lit up with a spark of

reached the heights of the tenth rank, facing a barrier-breaker like Abigail required endurance. But with Vivienne by his side, they could shorten the battle

path of fire and brimstone, could stop him from completing his marriage to

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

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

she flicked her fingertips, sending a flurry of silver needles

Vivienne's tactics as child's play, "Such naive tricks are a waste 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 aura radiating lethal

unyielding, "A person of limited talent dares to

rage but quickly composed itself as she attacked with even greater ferocity, clearly agitated, "What does

greatest insecurities were her obscured beauty and her natural

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