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

power user was

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

to have his power extinguished

blow of full force from the seventh

figure was sent flying,

spared him

by a single

Abigail were locked in

formidable adversary who had eluded her

Fair is fair.

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

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

energy waves intensified suddenly. Vivienne squinted, hurrying to Percival's side, ready to join

arc in the air, her

"Vivienne, be careful."

who pulled her to safety, though

"The Spirit Suppression Pill

through to the tenth rank," Percival wiped a trace of blood

was supposed to be their wedding day. To have

of intrigue, "Mr. Wolf, remember the

the tenth rank, facing a barrier-breaker like Abigail

bombs or a path of fire and brimstone, could stop

been a while since we fought

you can stop me? Neither of you will leave

darkening as she flicked her fingertips,

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

can I truly savor this divine feast bestowed upon me by the heavens." Percival's eyes glinted

person of limited talent dares to

twisted in rage but quickly composed itself as she attacked with even greater ferocity, clearly agitated, "What does it matter? Once you're dead, your powers wilDbe

insecurities were her obscured beauty and her natural aptitude for

absorbing others' strengths, she couldn't have