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."

she spent in seclusion, her abilities had soared beyond

power user was of no

upon

again, only to have his power

a blow of full force from the seventh

dark-cloaked figure was sent flying, blood

spared him no

be incapacitated by a

and Abigail were locked in intense

formidable adversary who had eluded her

Fair is fair.

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

been intrigued to bring her back to the

intensified suddenly. Vivienne squinted, hurrying to Percival's side, ready to join forces against

as she traced an arc

"Vivienne, be careful."

Percival who pulled her to safety, though

frowned, "The Spirit Suppression Pill has

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

to be their wedding day. To have

with a spark of

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

fire and brimstone, could stop him from completing his

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

unabashedly at their resolve, "Thinking you can stop

she flicked her fingertips,

in red dodged with a mere tilt of her head, dismissing Vivienne's tactics as child's play, "Such naive

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 lethal

faced with Abigail, he stood unyielding, "A person of

but quickly composed itself as she attacked with even greater ferocity,

obscured beauty and

absorbing others' strengths, she

killed enough