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."

time she spent in seclusion, her abilities had soared beyond the seventh

user was

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

only to have his

followed was a blow of full force

figure was sent flying,

him

by a single

Percival and Abigail were locked in

her full attention to this formidable adversary who had

Fair is fair.

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

her back to the lab

squinted, hurrying to Percival's side, ready

traced an arc in the air, her gaze lazily arrogant, "Overestimating

"Vivienne, be careful."

safety, though Vivienne felt the near miss on her internal

frowned, "The Spirit Suppression

tenth rank," Percival wiped

to be their wedding day. To have their

up with a spark of intrigue, "Mr. Wolf,

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

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

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

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

she flicked her fingertips, sending a flurry

mere tilt of her head, dismissing 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,

unyielding, "A person of

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

obscured beauty and her natural aptitude

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