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 seventh

was of no concern to

she had prepared for everyone upon

only to have his

blow of full force from

flying, blood spewing

spared him no second

by a

and Abigail were

this formidable adversary who had eluded

Fair is fair.

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

back

surrounding energy waves intensified suddenly. Vivienne squinted, hurrying

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

"Vivienne, be careful."

pulled her to safety, though Vivienne felt the near miss

Suppression Pill has lost its

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

be their wedding day. To have their celebration interrupted was

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

plan. Though he had reached the heights of the tenth rank, facing a barrier-breaker like Abigail required endurance. But

barrage of bombs or a path of fire and brimstone, could stop

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

at their resolve, "Thinking you can stop

flicked her fingertips, sending a flurry of

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

truly savor this divine feast bestowed upon me by the heavens." Percival's eyes glinted

person of limited talent dares

even greater ferocity, clearly agitated, "What does

beauty and her natural aptitude for

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