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Are you chickening out?

The rules are simple.

Victory is determined when either a human or a god dies.

It is Niflheimr, the complete termination of the soul.

There is no "after this."

You want to assist mankind, don't you?

This is a battle of souls.

GOOD VS. EVIL

Brünnhilde!

The gods won the first two bouts,

but mankind got their first win in the third bout.

Now it's two to one in favor of the gods.

Yes. And the gods can't afford to lose two in a row.

They're sure to pull out all the stops in the fourth bout.

Then I wonder who they'll send in.

It'll be me!

Th-This aura…

It's you, Hercules!

You sure have grown, Göll.

It is good to see you again, Hercules.

Yeah, long time no see, Brünnhilde.

I see you're still getting yourself into trouble.

I'm glad to see that you haven't changed either, Hercules.

You're even more spirited than before.

Incidentally, did you just say, "It'll be me"?

Yeah. I'll be fighting in the next bout.

Though I probably shouldn't say such a thing,

I wish you good fortune.

Thanks. Same to you.

I saw that.

You sure are chummy with those Valkyries, Hercules.

Oh, that's right.

They're Norse and you're Greek,

but even so, you're all half-breed demigods.

Puts you in an awkward position, huh?

Humans are worthy opponents.

As a champion of the gods and as a warrior,

it is my duty to fight a worthy battle.

If you say so.

Loki, let me make one thing clear.

I'm against the elimination of mankind.

But now that I've entered the Ragnarok, I won't be losing.

As a champion of the gods, I swear I'll blow my opponent away!

And with my victory in hand,

I'll petition for mankind to be saved!

I still can't tell whose side you're actually on.

As always, I'm on the side of the righteous.

The "righteous," huh?

So… Hercules will be fighting in the fourth bout.

Yeah. It's hard to decide which side to cheer for.

Yes, it truly is.

By the way, who could possibly be a match for Hercules anyway?

Actually, his opponent has already been determined.

Really?

He's the human I hate the most, the foulest scum among scumbags,

the vilest piece of filth that ever existed.

What?

What?

You mean…

The sadistic murderer, Jack the Ripper…

The man who became a god, the glorious symbol of justice,

will face off against the most diabolical man to live,

the incarnation of the darkest evil.

It's a true battle of good versus evil!

There's no way of knowing how this bout will end!

Why him?

Lü Bu, Adam, and Kojiro Sasaki were all men worthy of representing mankind!

The way they fought impressed even us gods!

But not this lowlife!

Why the hell must I fight him?

He's the vilest of vermin,

a bloodthirsty serial killer who brutally murdered innocent maidens.

Why him?

This is bullshit, Brünnhilde!

B-Brünnhilde, Hercules is really ticked off!

A serial killer is mankind's champion?

To be honest, I'm not sure which side to cheer for.

Say, who is this Jack the Ripper guy?

Jack the Ripper…

The most horrific murderer in human history.

In the late 1800s,

at least five prostitutes were murdered with a sharp blade in the slums of London.

Scotland Yard did everything they could to track down the killer,

but they couldn't find even a single lead.

That's right, even my own Sherlock Holmes couldn't solve those murders.

Wait! Are you…

Even the most intelligent mystery writer in the world,

who spent his whole life searching for Jack the Ripper, failed to find him.

So…

That's him.

I've got a suggestion.

Bow your head and concede.

If you do that,

then I'll convince Zeus to spare you from Niflheimr,

the obliteration of your soul.

I don't relish the meaningless destruction of life

unlike you, you brutal murderer!

Sir,

I truly appreciate your acceptance of my request to duel in my home, London,

as well as your undeserved offer of mercy.

However,

I unfortunately cannot accept.

What?

No matter how great the probability of defeat,

once a duel has been proposed, it must be accepted.

That is the way of a gentleman.

Does he wield two swords just like Kojiro did?

No, those aren't swords!

Allow me to introduce you.

This is my…

Völundr.

DIVINE TREASURE FORGE VÖLUNDR

Scissors?

How menacing!

A very fitting weapon.

Another crazy weapon.

Indeed.

Well, well…

We're counting on you, Hercules.

Avenge us Greek gods.

Splendid, isn't it?

There's no weapon quite like a divine weapon.

It looks as if it could slice through anything.

Very well.

If that's what you want,

then I'll bring my full power against your resolve!

He ran away?

-What? -What?

Get back here!

What's going on here?

I am terribly sorry.

You see, it is teatime now.

Though I am a warrior, a gentleman must always make time for tea.

Would you like to join me for a cup, sir?

Pick up your weapon.

This is the finest-quality Darjeeling tea, you know?

Enough of this!

What's this?

Oops.

Screw this!

A trap?

Oh…

You bastard.

Didn't Brünnhilde tell you anything?

No weapon made by mortal hands

can even scratch a god!

It's my nature to test things myself before I can believe them,

sir.

Begone!

Certainly.

Cheerio.

Running is useless.

Unbelievable!

Hercules just destroyed Jack the Ripper's Völundr!

I knew it! That scum will never win!

You're through.

When will you learn?

No mortal's weapon can touch me.

It's a truly hopeless fight!

Jack has thrown knives out of pure desperation!

That's pointless!

What is this? Wh-What has happened?

It's not possible!

How could those knives possibly pierce Hercules' flesh?

How…

"How," you ask?

I said that my Völundr was those scissors.

But that, you see, was a lie.

I'm surprised you fell for it so easily.

You must have led a very pampered life.

Then your real Völundr are these knives?

My Völundr is…

this Völundr-producing satchel.

His satchel?

But unfortunately,

this satchel cannot produce any weapons bigger than itself.

Everything I wear is tailor-made, not ready-made.

That, you see, is only proper for a gentleman.

That rotten scoundrel!

Mankind truly is the incarnation of evil!

Oh, Hercules!

Hurry up and kick that guy's butt!

-Amazing! -He's actually pretty good!

I-I still don't get it.

Why… Why did you choose that scum?

Göll,

do you know the one thing that humans are better at than gods?

He just might win!

-You can do it! -Go for it!

You can win!

No.

It's… malice!

The incarnation of mankind's infinite malice

is the perfect weapon against the most righteous god!

Now then, hero,

let me see you tremble.

Unbelievable as it may seem, it's the diabolical serial killer

who draws first blood against the greatest hero ever!

His bluff even duped a god!

He's the incarnation of seven million years of human malice,

Jack the Ripper!

God bless you.

The incarnation of malice, huh?

If this is your malice…

then I'll turn it all to dust!

It's showtime.

The god is being showered with a storm of blades,

but his impenetrable defense is deflecting every last one of them!

W-Was that a curveball?

Fastballs! Curveballs! Forkballs! Sliders!

The irregular knife trajectories are playing havoc on him!

That indomitable Hercules is completely on the defensive!

Get him! Kill another god for us!

Way to go! Kick his ass, Jack! Rip him to shreds!

Nice! That damn god's trembling in his boots!

Trembling, you say? Look more closely, you humans.

Wait! He's not just on the defensive!

He's closing the distance between them!

While under a massive barrage,

Hercules is moving forward one step at a time!

Begone, you fiend!

So, you parried my blow.

It seems you aren't just a simple coward.

Sir,

you have only just begun to discover who I really am.

But I will say, that was a close call.

An umbrella certainly is quite convenient.

So, how was it again that you'll deal with a fiend,

Mr. Honourable Hero?

What will I do, you ask?

The only thing to do with you is to beat you head-on!

No!

Are you really going to use that, Hercules?

Nemean Lion, consume me!

What's going on? His tattoos are expanding!

Where's that roar coming from?

Hercule Exodus!

The First Labor!

Nemean Lion!

Hercules unleashed his killer move!

-All right! -He did it!

Hercules!

You're so awesome!

Hercules really is very powerful.

Yes, he is.

However, Göll,

the best is yet to come.

Amazing!

Did he just fix his dislocated shoulder?

Didn't that hurt?

"The labour we delight in physics pain."

What does that mean?

Dear me, don't you know this line?

Isn't that from…

I wrote that line!

In fact, it's from Macbeth!

Mr. Shakespeare?

He must be a fan of mine.

That is rather upsetting though.

I guess it means even my works couldn't stop a murderer.

Act One has turned out quite nicely.

Now then, let us raise the curtain on Act Two.

Subtitle translation by: Brian Athey