The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

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 had soared beyond the seventh

power user was of no concern to

she had prepared for everyone upon receiving that

the assailant attacked again, only to have

followed was a blow of

sent flying, blood spewing from his

spared him no

a single blow

and Abigail were locked

her full attention to this formidable adversary who had eluded her

Fair is fair.

powers neared the tenth rank, Abigail's strength was indeed monstrous. A

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

squinted, hurrying to Percival's side, ready to

woman's garments fluttered as she traced an arc

"Vivienne, be careful."

safety, though Vivienne

Spirit Suppression Pill has lost its

Percival wiped a trace of blood from his

their wedding day. To have their celebration interrupted was

a spark of intrigue,

gaze narrowed, quickly catching onto Vivienne's plan. Though he had reached the heights of the tenth rank, facing a barrier-breaker like Abigail

path of fire and brimstone, could stop

been a while since

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

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

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

can I truly savor this divine feast

unyielding, "A person of limited talent

rage but quickly composed itself as she attacked with even greater ferocity, clearly agitated, "What does it matter? Once you're dead, your powers

insecurities were her obscured beauty and her natural aptitude for learning

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

As long as she killed enough power