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

mere fifth-rank power user was of

prepared for everyone upon receiving that message, the outcome of

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

of

sent flying, blood spewing from his

him

incapacitated by a single blow was

and Abigail were locked in

attention to this formidable adversary who had

Fair is fair.

powers neared the tenth rank, Abigail's strength was indeed monstrous. A pity she was

bring her back to the lab

squinted, hurrying to Percival's side,

garments fluttered as she traced an arc in the air, her gaze lazily arrogant,

"Vivienne, be careful."

who pulled her to safety, though Vivienne felt the near miss on her

"The Spirit Suppression

due to her breaking through to the tenth rank," Percival wiped a trace of blood from his lip, his handsome face

to be their wedding day. To have their

spark of intrigue, "Mr. Wolf, remember the

quickly catching onto Vivienne's plan. Though he had reached the heights of the tenth rank, facing a barrier-breaker like Abigail required endurance. But

a path of fire and brimstone, could stop him from completing

"Mr. Wolf, it's been a

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

her, her gaze darkening as she flicked her fingertips, sending a flurry of silver

red dodged with a mere tilt of her head, dismissing Vivienne's

fierce palm strike at Percival, her tone full of arrogant certainty, "Only with your death can I truly savor this divine feast

faced with Abigail, he stood unyielding, "A person of limited

face twisted in rage but quickly composed itself as she attacked with even greater

insecurities were her obscured beauty and

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