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

mere fifth-rank power user was of no concern to

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

assailant attacked again, only to have

was a blow of full force from

flying, blood spewing

spared him no

incapacitated by a

and Abigail were locked in

to this formidable adversary who had eluded

Fair is fair.

the tenth rank, Abigail's strength

been intrigued to bring her back to the lab for

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

garments fluttered as she traced an arc

"Vivienne, be careful."

who pulled her to safety, though Vivienne felt the

Spirit Suppression Pill

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

was supposed to be their wedding day. To have their celebration interrupted

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

tenth rank, facing a barrier-breaker like Abigail required endurance. But with Vivienne by his side, they could shorten

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

been a while since we fought

unabashedly at their resolve, "Thinking you can stop me? Neither of you will leave here

her gaze darkening as she flicked her fingertips,

dismissing Vivienne's tactics as child's play,

then launched a fierce palm strike at Percival, her tone full of arrogant certainty, "Only with your death can I truly savor this divine feast bestowed upon me by the heavens." Percival's eyes glinted with a merciless chill, his aura

person

with even greater

her obscured beauty

for her method of absorbing others' strengths, she couldn't have