"Lord Nameless was incredibly good at distinguishing friend from foe."
"Yeah, if it were me, I probably wouldn't have reacted in time. Once I felt even a trace of sympathy, who knew how many accidents might have happened?"
"Lord Nameless really was formidable. He came out and immediately took control, then won three of them over with just a few words. Monet was too arrogant and too confident. That was what got him killed."
The audience watched the situation unfold and voiced their opinions.
At this point, Monet had already been driven into a dead end. The house was only so large. In a one-on-one fight, Monet might not have feared anyone, but in a one-against-four, without the support of extraordinary power, he truly could not defeat the four working together.
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Moreover, Nameless's skill was no worse than Monet's. He kept a close watch on Monet's every movement and gave him no chance to draw his sword. As a result, Monet could only retreat, retreat, and retreat until he was backed into a dead end.
He retreated into a corner of the house and coldly stared at Nameless and the others. In the end, he simply tossed the blade in his hand onto the ground and said, "Very well. You've won this round. But I'm lucky. If you want to kill me, you'll have to wait another hundred years."
"Attack!"
Nameless immediately shouted, and the four of them slashed at Monet from different angles at the same time.
However, Monet's body began to crystallize. In the blink of an eye, his entire body turned into crystal. The four weapons struck him, but none left so much as a mark.
"All right, leave him alone." Nameless sheathed his sword and said with a smile.
Zhao Neng frowned. "Mr.