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."

spent in seclusion, her abilities had soared beyond

user was of

everyone upon receiving that message,

assailant attacked again, only to have his

of

sent flying, blood spewing

spared him no second

by a

Abigail were locked

this formidable adversary who

Fair is fair.

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

intrigued to bring her back to the lab for

suddenly. Vivienne squinted, hurrying to Percival's side, ready to join

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

"Vivienne, be careful."

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

frowned, "The Spirit Suppression

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

to be their wedding day.

up with a spark of

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

or a path of fire

it's been a

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

as she flicked her fingertips, sending

her head, dismissing Vivienne's tactics as child's play, "Such

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

unyielding, "A person of limited talent dares

itself as she attacked with even greater ferocity, clearly agitated, "What does it matter?

obscured beauty and her natural aptitude

she