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."

in seclusion, her abilities had

user was of no concern

Suppression Pill she had prepared for everyone upon receiving

assailant attacked again, only to have his

was a blow of full

sent flying, blood spewing

him no second

by a single

and Abigail were

turned her full attention to this formidable adversary who had

Fair is fair.

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

her back to the lab for a

squinted, hurrying to Percival's side, ready to join

fluttered as she traced an arc in the air, her

"Vivienne, be careful."

to safety, though Vivienne felt the near miss on her internal

"The Spirit Suppression

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

their wedding day.

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

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

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

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

you can stop me? Neither of you

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

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

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

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

as she attacked with even greater ferocity, clearly agitated, "What

insecurities were her obscured beauty and her natural

she couldn't have even dreamt of