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."

time she spent in seclusion, her abilities had soared beyond the seventh

fifth-rank power user was of no concern

Suppression Pill she had prepared for everyone upon receiving that

have his

a blow of full force

figure was sent flying, blood spewing from

him no second

a single blow was somewhat

and Abigail were locked in intense

this formidable

Fair is fair.

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

would have been intrigued to bring her back to

energy waves intensified suddenly. Vivienne squinted, hurrying to Percival's side, ready to join forces

she traced an arc in the air, her gaze lazily

"Vivienne, be careful."

safety, though Vivienne felt the near miss on her

"The Spirit Suppression

wiped a trace of blood from his lip, his handsome face clouded with

supposed to be their wedding day. To have their celebration

up with a spark of intrigue,

tenth rank, facing a barrier-breaker like Abigail required endurance. But

of fire and brimstone, could

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

their resolve, "Thinking you can stop

flicked her fingertips, sending a flurry

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

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

"A person of limited talent dares to

itself as she attacked with even greater ferocity, clearly

obscured beauty and her natural

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