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."

her abilities

was of

the Spirit Suppression Pill she had prepared for everyone upon receiving

to have his

followed was a blow of full

dark-cloaked figure was sent flying, blood

him no

incapacitated by a single

Percival and Abigail were locked

now turned her full attention to this formidable adversary who had

Fair is fair.

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

Vivienne would have been intrigued to bring her back to the lab for a collaborative study with

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

traced an arc in the air, her

"Vivienne, be careful."

her to safety, though Vivienne felt the near miss

frowned, "The Spirit Suppression Pill

tenth rank," Percival wiped a trace of blood

their wedding day. To have their celebration interrupted

spark of intrigue,

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

or a path of fire

curved, "Mr. Wolf, it's been a

resolve, "Thinking you can stop me? Neither of you

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

tilt of her head, dismissing Vivienne's tactics as child's play, "Such naive tricks are a waste of my

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

Abigail, he stood unyielding, "A person of limited talent dares to boast

greater ferocity, clearly agitated,

her obscured beauty and her

of absorbing others' strengths, she couldn't have even dreamt of reaching the realm