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 abilities had soared beyond the

fifth-rank power user was of no concern

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

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

followed was a blow of full force

flying,

him no

a single blow

Percival and Abigail were locked in intense

this formidable adversary who had eluded

Fair is fair.

rank, Abigail's strength was

have been intrigued to bring her back to the lab for a collaborative

waves intensified suddenly. Vivienne squinted, hurrying to

woman's garments fluttered as she traced an arc in the air, her

"Vivienne, be careful."

to safety, though

frowned, "The Spirit Suppression Pill has

her breaking through to the tenth rank," Percival wiped a trace of blood from his lip, his handsome face clouded with

their wedding day. To have their celebration interrupted was

of

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

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

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

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

her, her gaze darkening as she flicked her fingertips,

Vivienne's tactics as child's play, "Such naive tricks are

her tone full of arrogant certainty, "Only with your death can I truly savor this divine feast bestowed upon me by the

"A person of limited talent dares to boast

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

greatest insecurities were her obscured beauty and her natural aptitude for

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