"Run!!!"
With Integra's startled cry, everyone on the battlefield came to their senses.
Father Anderson turned and ran. Thanks to his physical abilities far surpassing those of ordinary humans, he shot hundreds of meters away in an instant. Pages from the Bible continued pouring from his body; if anything went wrong, he would immediately cast a divine teleportation spell and flee this battlefield.
As for Walter, he immediately flicked his hand.
The steel wires wrapped around his wrist shot out at once, accurately winding around a distant building. He then gave them a hard pull, sending himself soaring through the air like Spider-Man.
Yet even as he fled,
he did not forget to aim his other hand at Integra.
Several steel wires gently coiled toward her, seemingly intending to take his young mistress away as well.
But at that very moment, a large hand clad in a white glove suddenly reached out and grabbed those soft threads out of thin air, stopping Walter.
"What..." Walter immediately frowned.
"What, even now you still want to save her?"
The moment Walter hesitated, Alucard's deep, magnetic voice suddenly echoed through the area. His tone sounded as though he were mocking him. "But in what capacity are you supposed to act? After all... you are already a traitor."
"...Alucard!"
Walter's expression immediately turned icy.
His fingertips twitched, and the once-soft metal threads instantly became incomparably sharp, shredding Alucard's palm into countless pieces as easily as cutting tofu.
"Ha ha ha! The Grim Reaper is angry!"
Yet Alucard did not care about such injuries at all. Instead, he threw back his head and laughed wildly, making no effort to hide the mockery in his voice. "Integra is now my adorable master alone. She no longer belongs to you... traitor!"
"..."
Walter's expression grew increasingly terrifying.