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."

seclusion, her abilities had soared beyond

was of no

had prepared for everyone upon receiving

have his power extinguished mid-transformation by

was a blow of full force

flying,

him no second

a single

Percival and Abigail were locked in

full attention to this formidable

Fair is fair.

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

would have been intrigued to bring her back to the

hurrying to Percival's

she traced an arc

"Vivienne, be careful."

to safety, though Vivienne felt the near

Spirit Suppression Pill has lost its

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

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

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

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

even a barrage of bombs or a path of fire

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

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

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

dodged with a mere tilt of her head, dismissing Vivienne's tactics as

palm strike at Percival, her tone full of arrogant certainty, "Only with your death can I truly savor this divine feast

unyielding, "A person of

as she attacked with even greater ferocity, clearly agitated,

were her obscured beauty

method of absorbing others' strengths, she couldn't