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 had soared

mere fifth-rank power user was of

Spirit Suppression Pill she had prepared for everyone upon receiving that message, the

to have his

a blow of

flying, blood spewing from his

him

incapacitated by a single blow

Percival and Abigail were

her full attention to this formidable adversary

Fair is fair.

powers neared the tenth rank,

Vivienne would have been intrigued to bring her back to the

hurrying to Percival's side, ready

garments fluttered as she traced an arc in the air,

"Vivienne, be careful."

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

Suppression Pill has lost

rank," Percival wiped a trace of blood from his lip, his handsome face

to be their wedding day. To have their celebration interrupted was

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

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

Wolf, it's been a while since we fought

woman in red scoffed unabashedly at their resolve, "Thinking you can stop me?

gaze darkening as she flicked her fingertips, sending a

her head, dismissing Vivienne's tactics as

tone full of arrogant certainty, "Only with your death can I truly savor this divine feast bestowed

"A person of limited

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

obscured beauty and her natural aptitude for

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