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

fifth-rank power user was

for everyone upon receiving that message,

to have his power extinguished mid-transformation by

a blow of full force from

figure was sent flying, blood spewing from his

spared him no second

be incapacitated by a

and Abigail were locked

to this formidable adversary who had eluded her for

Fair is fair.

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

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."

pulled her to safety, though

"The Spirit Suppression

Percival wiped a trace of blood from his

to be their wedding day. To have their

lit up with a spark of intrigue, "Mr. Wolf, remember the move

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

barrage of bombs or a path of fire and brimstone, could stop him

Wolf, it's been a while since we fought

resolve, "Thinking you can

darkening as she flicked her fingertips, sending a flurry

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

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

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

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

were her obscured beauty and her natural aptitude

she couldn't have even