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I believe you.

Huh?

You said it yourself. You're not a spy, right?

I'm glad to hear that.

But why?

Why would you just take my word for it?

I mean, I'm-

You were keeping part of your talent a secret from your allies.

But the situation forced you to reveal it.

Unlike Neumann, I'm not the analytical type.

And I'd hate to doubt someone who went out of their way to save me twice.

So please. Would you fill me in?

Tell me your story, Toya-kun.

All to surpass my brother.

I see.

So, you're collecting talents to surpass your brother.

Neumann would certainly faint if she caught wind of that.

Well, I've made up my mind.

You have my support!

Huh?

Of course, I won't just let you have my talent.

You're welcome to try and take it by force.

But let me warn you, I'm one tough cookie!

I don't get it.

I've taken a shine to you, that's all.

C'mon! We'd better be on our way.

Humans are self-contradicting by nature.

I'm sure Toya-kun hasn't even realized the truth about himself.

He's just as softhearted as he is greedy for talent.

Not only did he answer my questions honestly, but he also defended me,

regardless of the potential disadvantages.

You're a contradiction in the flesh.

You're a contradiction in the flesh.

It's proof that you're still human.

Funasaka-san, why did you seek out talent?

Sorry.

But I've forgotten it all.

Everything from when I was human.

Everything from when

I was human.

Dammit!

Clones, protect us at all costs!

Those were gunshots.

They must have another sniper!

If Neumann is shot,

that will be spell the end of the Forest of the Greats.

We've made it to the Earth Fort.

Their main castle isn't far once we get past here.

C'mon. There's no time to waste.

What was that?!

Are you alright, Toya-kun?

Funasaka-san! You're the one bleeding!

Not a problem. I'm immortal, after all.

You buffoons!

Took you long enough.

I was getting absolutely sick of waiting.

I almost considered sounding the trumpets early.

C'mon! Time for our mutual annihilation!

Sinners!

You can stay out of this one.

I already know it's me he wants to fight.

Isn't that right?

Rudel the Phoenix.

Hans U. Rudel

Talent:

The Phoenix

Talent:

White Hell

I've successfully lured him in.

Now all I have to do is kill him and be on my way.

But did I see what I thought I did?

No. That's impossible.

Just focus on eliminating the enemy.

Come on. Show yourself.

Your barrel is a bit too long, don't you think?

It leaves you helpless once someone gets up close and personal like this.

I also think you rely too heavily on your scope.

With your talent, the iron sights are all you need.

What the hell?

Why would a sniper come so close?!

A truly interesting talent.

This is a dimension of compressed consciousness.

Hence the flow of time outside practically slows to a stop.

Whitman never stood a chance.

White... feathers?

You're quite a bizarre marksman.

Wait, are you Hathcock?

Yes, in the flesh, Hayha.

Carlos N. Hathcock

Let's start over.

I'll move 2000 feet away, but no shooting before I get there.

Wait!

You're the legendary hero of the Vietnam War, "White Feather" Hathcock.

What is a Great-class Returner like you doing with the Army of the Sinners?!

Isn't that obvious?

I guess not.

But do not worry.

You'll understand after our duel.

Wait, Rudel? He was a renowned pilot of the Luftwaffe.

I thought there were only criminal Returners in the Army of the Sinners.

Hey, kid. Are you Toya Senji?

How do you know my name?

Not a scratch?!

Watch closely, kid!

Soon it will be clear!

All the answers are found on the battlefield!

Sound the "Jericho Trumpets"!

For all the devils to hear!

Jericho Trumpets

Self-regeneration, eh?

That's how your "immortality" works, Funasaka?

Well, I guess that could be considered one form of immortality,

but if you ask me-

No need for words.

We talk with bullets!

Smart ass.

But that's the spirit!

Let's have a chat, you buffoon!

A battle of immortal versus immortal.

The only problem is the big difference in firepower.

Funasaka-san only uses firearms and grenades.

Rudel has a powerful machine gun and worse yet...

This is the sound of fear itself!

Those bombs are keeping Funasaka-san from mounting any sort of decent counterattack.

The only thing that could turn this battle around

is Fabre's full stealth.

Hmm. I'm lost.

My radar has been cut off.

More Sinners?

Might as well take care of them, too.

What the hell? Can he see me?

No, that's impossible.

Must be a coincidence. No one can detect me.

Ah, I see.

You're Fabre the Observer, then?

Your full stealth not only makes you invisible,

but it also conceals every sound you make, eh?

That's not fair.

I don't want to come off as rude.

My name is Hitler.

A. Hitler

The quiet one is Polt.

Nice to meet you.

Hm!

Pol T.

I know exactly what you're thinking.

First: how do they know about my talent?

And second: why isn't my stealth ability working on them?

Allow me to reveal my secret.

For starters, it's not just your talent that we know of.

Darwin's Evolutionary Theory,

Schrodinger's Cat,

Fischer's Divine White Army,

and Einstein's Spatial Translocation.

The past lives and talents of members of the Forest of the Greats

have already been deciphered.

All thanks to my talent, Mastermind.

Okay, so, the smaller one has a talent that deciphers abilities.

That must mean the big guy is negating my talent, huh?

In regards to your second question, your talent is not necessarily being negated.

We have countered your stealth in a different way.

With smell.

This stretch of the forest has been rotted using Polt's Fruit of Corruption talent.

Look around.

The trees are drooping, the leaves scattered, and the soil bubbling.

The smell of rot fills the air.

Among all that, your lack of odor becomes noticeable.

You stand out plain as day, even if otherwise invisible and inaudible.

It's already too late, Fabre.

Knowing you've walked into an elaborate trap won't help you now.

My compatriots that you were pursuing were just bait.

They served as my "eyes" and their deaths told me exactly how close you were getting.

While we sit here chatting, Polt's corruption continues to advance.

Creating a stronger stench that makes your lack of odor all the more obvious.

Hm? Ah, yes. That killed him.

Though I suppose we can't even see the body.

How pitiful. Invisible even in death.

Okay, time to get a move on.

Mm-hmm.

What is rotten must be removed, right?

Episode 4

All-knowing and Corruption

Everything you try is useless.

I'm beat.

Rudel really does measure up with the Greats.

His offensive and defensive capabilities are superior to mine.

You look like you're enjoying yourself.

I can't deny that.

However, the situation remains dire.

Because, frankly, I don't see any way of winning this battle.

But you can't lose it either, right?

Tell me something. Do you ever feel fatigued after using your talent?

Yeah, all the time.

But why do you ask?

It's impossible to use our talents

without draining a fair amount of physical and mental stamina.

In other words, there's a limit to immortality.

And with this being such a one-sided fight, I'm bound to hit that limit first.

So, my point is that...

I'm going to lose to Rudel.

Another dummy.

He's baiting me into shooting them, but he hasn't shot back at all.

I see.

It's not that he won't shoot back, it's that he can't shoot back.

Hayha's range in this dimension is approximately one kilometer.

My range is only 600 meters.

I stand no chance in a head-on firefight.

And she knows it.

This snowscape gives Hayha the upper hand.

I don't care why a Great-class Returner sided with the enemy at this point.

I'm just thrilled to have a real challenge for once.

No more boredom!

I can't wait to see how you get out of this tight spot, Hathcock!

Show me what a fellow Sniper who bears the name "White" can do.

He's surrendering?

Unbelievable.

Even if my White Death puts him at a disadvantage,

he shouldn't just give up without a fight.

It's pathetic!

This totally killed my buzz.

I'm going to make him suffer for it.

Feel the terror of being slowly pumped full of holes!

Talent:

Green Hell

Where am I?

Gaining the home field advantage by forcing your opponent to fight in your territory.

My talent is the same as yours, Hayha.

This is Hathcock's hunting ground, the tropical jungles of the Vietnam War.

But snow still remains on the ground.

How strange.

Beautiful, isn't it?

A snow-covered jungle is unimaginable in the real world.

Our talents have overlapped with each other.

The playing field has been leveled.

Quite the adrenaline rush, isn't it?

Yeah, I've got goosebumps!

Hey, you know what?

No, what?

You're making it hard for me to walk.

Well, deal with it!

I'm worried since I can't use my talent here!

Aw, we'll be fine.

We won't be on the frontlines

since our job is just to provide support from the rear.

Darwin and the others have probably already defeated all the enemies anyway.

I mean, we have yet to run into a single Sinner.

Look out, here comes the upbeat apple.

Hey, that sounds delish!

They may be strong and all,

but there's always a chance a few Sinners slip past them...

Worcester Pearmain!

Worcester Pearmain

Note to self: Ein is easily startled in places where she can't use her teleportation.

And naturally, her first reaction is to throw punches.

You should've stayed behind at base camp if you're that scared.

No way!

I must put an end to Xiang Yu once and for all.

The former leader of the Greats must have been someone

very special to you, huh?

C'mon, why don'tcha give me the juicy deets?

Quit it. We better get moving.

Wow, didn't know you could blush like a schoolgirl!

Hey, what's that supposed to mean?!

You should open up about whatever's weighing you down.

I promise to do what I can to help, okay?

Oh jeez.

Darwin?

That jerk! How dare he jump scare me!

He's asking for a knuckle sandwich!

But what's he doing here?

Shh!

Evolutionary Theory, a talent that allows Darwin to evolve his body at will

to adapt to any situation.

How utterly stupid.

Ultimately, his "evolution" was just a fancy name

for transforming into pre-existing lifeforms.

There are any number of ways to counter that.

Technically speaking, such physical change to an individual organism

is better described as "metamorphosis" than "evolution".

So, how long are you gonna keep hiding?

Schrodinger.

Your talent, Schrodinger's Cat,

allows you to freely choose from various probable outcomes.

Which begs the question, why would you be hiding?

Let me guess.

PERSUADE: 0%

LET GO: 0%

VICTORY: 0%

ESCAPE: 0%

It's because you can see your probability of winning is zero percent.

You're helpless without any favorable outcomes to choose from, aren't you?

Victory would be yours if you had even just a one percent chance.

Silence! I'm not defeated!

So close!

I thought I had you for a second.

Sacrificing a pawn to defeat your opponent is a fundamental part of chess.

You must be the chess grandmaster, Fischer, with your talent Divine White Army.

What the hell?

How do they know what our talents are?!

A fitting talent, considering your famous words were:

"With white, I should be able to draw against God." However...

Queen, Bishop.

Knight, Rook.

Pawn.

And you are the King.

There are only so many strategies you can employ,

given the number of pieces and their movements are fixed.

Unlike chess, the strengths of opposing armies in real wars are never equal.

To prove my point,

Polt here is a extraordinary piece that can wipe out your entire board in one fell swoop.

Also, I'm sorry to say,

there is no such thing as a "stalemate" in a battle to the death, either.

Checkmate.

Stay calm, Einstein!

They effortlessly killed three Great-class Returners.

I know I can't beat these guys on impulse.

I know I can't beat these guys on impulse.

Ein?

We have to stop them here, at all costs.

It's all over if they get past us.

Think, Ein.

Hey, Sinners!

If you don't have any prior engagements, how 'bout me next?

Let me do the fighting.

If I lose, make sure Neumann and the others escape.

You talk big for someone who just runs away.

Don't you have any shame?

Cheap insults like that aren't going to rile me up.

After all, history is written by the victors.

That being said,

do I even stand a chance against this freak?

He's powerful enough to rot the whole forest.

Ho!

And here I thought I was completely hidden.

How did they figure out where I was so quickly?

There is nothing you can hide from me and my all-knowing talent, Mastermind.

Just like how I know you're over there, Einstein.

Your talent is Spatial Translocation.

It works by interchanging two spaces in the span of milliseconds,

Transfer

allowing you to move around as if teleporting.

It is arguably one of the most powerful talents,

given its global range and versatility of use.

Now, why would someone with a talent like that be hiding?

Because your talent has one major flaw.

You cannot teleport to unknown locations.

Your options are limited to coordinates

that you have already registered by traveling to on foot.

That's why you two took up the rear and focused on

Heaven

Earth

widening the range of locations that you can teleport to.

They know everything we've done to the minutest detail.

As if they have been watching us this entire time.

Not good.

Ein is all shaken up.

Is that the weasel from earlier?

You'd better shoo-

Oh, I get it now.

So, are you ready to give up and face death yet?

Polt won't make you suffer.

What should I do?!

Hiyah!

Ein!

Don't let them get in your head.

Newton?

He attacked Polt directly from his blind spot?

Does he know...?

You guessed it!

I had a peek at the situation for myself!

Through Polt's very own peepers!

This cute little weasel right here is what gave you away!

Huh?

Look at her little tummy.

Peel this off and...

you'll find Hitler's seal on the back.

When I touched it, I saw through someone else's eyes.

Hitler! I have it all figured out!

Your talent allows any lifeforms touching this seal to share their senses!

You were able to watch our every move by leaving this seal

on various animals and insects in the forest ahead of time.

And that's how Polt was able to attack us with such precision,

even when we were hiding.

You also put your seal on all the foot soldiers we battled.

That gave you a front row seat whenever the Greats used their talents.

A prime opportunity to decipher them!

But what about my talent?

You know Xiang Yu personally.

It all makes sense if you assume that he shared the details of your talent with them!

That's a good point.

"All-knowing" my butt! You're a fraud!

Truly astounding observation skills and levelheadedness.

I didn't think the Forest of the Greats had such capable members among their ranks.

Oh, you're too kind!

Not the time to be humble!

But seeing through my trick does nothing to change your fate.

It's impossible for you to kill all the animals and insects in the forest.

Nor can you put a stop to Polt's corruption.

You have one of two choices: flee or die!

Ein! Change of plans.

Stay close to me.

I haven't used my talent at all during this war.

It's the one unknown factor that they can't plan around.

That is our last and only chance of victory!

Tossing a 250-kilogram bomb back at me?

Now that's absurd.

Although lacking in elegance,

I must admit you know how to fight well as an immortal, Funasaka.

But the speed of your regeneration is slowing down.

You're not fully back to normal yet.

Same to you, Rudel.

You're starting to get some scratches yourself.

The extent of your immortality is showing itself.

Funasaka-san is acting weird.

He just keeps recklessly charging in over and over again,

using nothing but his rifles and fists.

What in the hell happened to the cool-headed soldier?

I don't get it!

Goodbye, Hearkening Soul

Episode 5

"Goodbye, Hearkening Soul."