159: Chapter 159 Jeanne Alter's New Clothes and...Speculation about Her True Name

"Hey! You glutton!"

Jeanne d'Arc pointed sharply at Saber Alter's outfit. "Why on earth does an idiot woman like you get to wear such nice modern clothes?! And I have to run around the streets in this scrap metal?!"

Saber Alter swallowed the cola in her mouth and glanced at her unhurriedly.

"This is called taste. A country bumpkin like you, with nothing but fire on the brain, will never understand the aesthetics of a modern city."

"Who are you calling a country bumpkin?!"

Jeanne d'Arc bristled on the spot.

"Whoever gets worked up is the one."

Saber Alter shrugged indifferently, even deliberately stretching out her long legs to show off their perfect curves.

"Argh! I'm so mad!"

Jeanne d'Arc turned her head and grabbed PD by the collar, her eyes red with jealous rage. "Master! I want new clothes too! Now! Immediately! I absolutely cannot lose to this burger-obsessed glutton!"

Watching this sudden "clash of the two blacks," the comments in the livestream were laughing so hard their mouths were practically splitting to their ears.

"Hahahaha! What kind of god-tier plot is this?!"

"The country bumpkin is triggered! Official roasting is the most lethal!"

"Old Thief Gu understands! Who cares about saving the world or defeating the Phantasm? Buying clothes for the waifu is the real priority!"

"Boss P! Take her! Jeanne d'Arc's casual clothes! I'd go bankrupt to buy them!"

Faced with Jeanne d'Arc's insistent demands, PD naturally agreed immediately. Since the main damage dealer was back, he might as well go with the flow and get this diva a skin that was easier on the eyes.

Everyone looked up and happened to see a large, high-end clothing store at the corner of this ravaged street; although the glass window was shattered, the interior remained intact.

Under Saber Alter's disdainful gaze, PD waved his hand and led Jeanne d'Arc straight inside.

Despite the dilapidated exterior, the inside of the shop was still filled with various stylish modern garments.

As soon as she walked in, Jeanne d'Arc looked like she had discovered a new world, the anger in her eyes instantly turning into excited little stars.

"This one... no, too flashy. This one... shows too much leg; that woman will definitely laugh at me for being shameless."

Jeanne d'Arc weaved between the clothing racks, being picky and choosy, fussing about for a full half-hour.

Just as she picked out a few outfits she liked and was about to head to the fitting room to show them off...

"Bang—!!!"

The huge glass curtain wall outside the clothing store suddenly shattered with a roar!

A sky full of glass shards poured in like a rainstorm, and a fierce wind whipped up fragments of clothing all over the floor.

In the thick fog of the night, a black giant wolf the size of a heavy truck, carrying the Headless Knight holding a giant scythe, crashed heavily into the center of the clothing store's lobby with suffocating, terrifying killing intent!

"Damn it! This dead dog again!"

PD was shocked. "How did it track us here?!"

Seeing this Phantasm, which even Saber Alter found troublesome and which had once broken through PD's defensive lines, the viewers in the livestream broke into a cold sweat, urging PD to get in the car and run.

However, just as PD was about to give the order to retreat.

"Hey, who gave you permission to run?"

A voice, cold yet laced with mania, came from behind him.

PD turned his head to see Jeanne d'Arc still clutching the outfits she hadn't had time to try on, her head bowed, her entire body radiating visible, terrifying black flames.

"I finally... managed to pick out a few decent outfits..."

Jeanne d'Arc slowly raised her head, the fires of vengeance erupting from her dark golden eyes as if they were tangible.

She threw the clothes in her hands at PD, and a shocking roar of magic power erupted from her tattered armor!

"How dare you interrupt my mood for changing clothes!"

"A dead dog dares to get in my way here?! Today, right here, I'm going to roast you into charcoal!"

Watching Jeanne d'Arc fall into a frenzy, the old man standing to the side lit up. He quickly tapped his walking stick on the floor to stop PD's retreat. "Don't rush to retreat! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

The old man pointed at the massive, black-furred giant wolf and analyzed the battle situation rapidly. "Any beast's instinct fears fire. Now that our combat strength is fully assembled, combined with the Dragon Witch's vengeful black flames, it's the perfect hard counter to this hairy monster!"

"Why not just burn through its 'mystery' turtle shell right here today with fire!"

Hearing the old man's incisive tactical guidance, the comments in the stream agreed. "That's right! Beasts fear fire, and this thing is covered in hair; it must be weak to fire-attribute attacks!"

"The old man's tactical analysis is perfect! Just in time for Jeanne d'Arc's fire to come in handy!"

"The grudge of having her clothes-changing interrupted must be avenged. Jeanne d'Arc, my waifu, burn it to a crisp!"

"Alright! Then let's wreck it!"

Infected by this momentum, PD swept away his previous frustration and directly spread out the tactical sandbox in the ruined clothing store lobby.

Accompanied by Jeanne d'Arc's roar, which sounded like the descent of a fire god, a thrilling counterattack erupted.

Jeanne d'Arc, fully buffed with the "Evil Attribute" attack bonus and having just recovered her status, unleashed terrifying, atrocious lethality.

Black cursed flames raged through the clothing store. The giant wolf, which had been arrogant due to its mechanics, was burned and wailed repeatedly under Jeanne d'Arc's unreasonable deluge of firepower, its black fur emitting a pungent, charred smell.

Even though the giant wolf possessed cheap mechanics like forced instant death and high-speed movement, it finally couldn't hold on under Jeanne d'Arc's absolute violent output and Saber Alter's holy sword suppression.

"Awoo—"

Accompanied by a miserable howl, the charred giant wolf tucked its tail, carried the Headless Knight, smashed through the wall of the back street, and fled into the thick fog of the night in a pathetic state.

"We won! Now that is what you call real firepower coverage!"

PD watched the fleeing giant wolf and punched the air in excitement.

Meanwhile, in Chu He's livestream, he didn't just cheer for the victory like an ordinary player. Instead, he repeatedly rewound and replayed the recording of the battle, especially freezing on those eyes, filled with dead silence and manic rage, just before the giant wolf fled.

"Everyone, don't rush to celebrate just yet. Listen to this."

Chu He adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, lowered the volume of the game's background explosions, and turned the vocal track up to the maximum.

In the video, amidst the chaotic background noise, the old man's tactical warning, shouted during the battle, could be clearly heard:

"Watch out for its counterattack! What this monster is exuding isn't pure killing intent, but a kind of... eternal, pathological hatred directed at the human species itself!"

"Hatred?"

Chu He stroked his chin in thought. "The informant previously said it 'possesses astonishing intelligence, avoiding all traps,' 'doesn't eat people, and seems to be looking for something.' Now Archer has pointed out it has a 'pathological hatred for humans'..."

Chu He's eyes grew brighter and brighter. Those scattered fragments of literature and urban legends in his mind began tocrazyly piece together, connected by these three core characteristics.

"It's not looking for food; it's looking for something taken away by humans..."

"It hates humans because humans hurt it with traps and deception..."

"Possessing the wisdom to avoid all traps..."

Chu He took a deep breath and said in a low voice into the microphone:

"Brothers, I think I've roughly guessed what it's looking for and what legend it's fused with. Next time we meet, I guarantee I'll strip its true name down to its underwear!"