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."

her abilities had soared

was of no concern

everyone upon receiving

attacked again, only to have

followed was a blow of full force

was sent flying, blood

spared him no second

incapacitated by a single blow was somewhat

Percival and Abigail were locked

this formidable adversary who had

Fair is fair.

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

her back to the lab for

hurrying to Percival's side, ready to join

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

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

wedding day. To have their

lit up with a spark of

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 with Vivienne

a path of fire and brimstone, could stop him from

been a while since we fought

you can stop me? Neither of

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

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

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

stood unyielding, "A person of limited talent

rage but quickly composed itself as she attacked with even greater

greatest insecurities were her obscured beauty

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