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

user was

Spirit Suppression Pill she had prepared for everyone upon receiving that message, the

the assailant attacked again, only to have his power extinguished

followed was a blow of full force from

figure was sent flying, blood

spared him

by a single

and Abigail were

full attention to this formidable

Fair is fair.

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

back to the lab

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

an arc in the

"Vivienne, be careful."

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

"The Spirit Suppression

tenth rank," Percival wiped a trace of

wedding day. To

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

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

bombs or a path of fire

"Mr. Wolf, it's been a while

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

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

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

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

"A person of limited talent dares to boast such

composed itself as she attacked with even greater ferocity, clearly agitated, "What does it matter? Once you're dead, your

beauty and her

strengths, she couldn't