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

was

for everyone upon receiving that message, the outcome of today's battle was still

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

was a blow of

sent flying, blood

him no

by a single blow

Abigail were locked

to this formidable adversary who

Fair is fair.

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

Vivienne would have been intrigued to bring her back to the lab

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

an arc in

"Vivienne, be careful."

pulled her to safety, though Vivienne felt the near

Suppression Pill has

the tenth rank," Percival wiped a trace of blood from

wedding day.

a spark of

he had reached the heights of the tenth rank, facing a barrier-breaker like Abigail

even a barrage of bombs or a path of fire and brimstone, could stop him from completing his marriage to

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

resolve, "Thinking you can

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

dismissing Vivienne's tactics as child's

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

unyielding, "A person of limited talent dares to

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

her obscured beauty and her

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