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."

the time she spent in seclusion, her abilities had soared

was of no

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

assailant attacked again, only to have his

was a blow of

dark-cloaked figure was sent flying, blood

him no

incapacitated by a single blow was

were locked

turned her full attention to this formidable adversary who had eluded

Fair is fair.

Mr. Wolf, whose powers neared the tenth rank, Abigail's strength

to bring her back to the

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

traced an arc in

"Vivienne, be careful."

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

frowned, "The Spirit Suppression Pill has lost

rank," Percival wiped a trace of blood from

day. To have their celebration interrupted was

with a spark of intrigue, "Mr. Wolf, remember the move we

narrowed, quickly catching onto Vivienne's plan. Though he had reached the heights of the tenth rank, facing a barrier-breaker like Abigail required endurance. But with Vivienne by his side, they could shorten the

not even a barrage of bombs or a path of fire and brimstone, could stop him from

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

woman in red scoffed unabashedly at their resolve, "Thinking you

her gaze darkening as she flicked her fingertips,

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

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 radiating

Abigail, he stood unyielding, "A person of limited

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

her obscured beauty

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