Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

With a thought, he teleported inside, raising his hand to unleash two orbs of light: one exploding like a thunderclap, the other blazing like molten lava. In the blink of an eye, he was back at his residence.

Boom! The ancient castle collapsed, bricks and stones flew everywhere, and flames engulfed the ruins. A group of vampires didn't even have time to scream before they turned to ashes and scattered.

"Two seventh-tier superpowers netted me 42,000 points. Dracula alone gave me a full 30,000."

After a moment's thought, he flashed back to the werewolf's lair and threw down fireballs and lightning bolts as usual.

Although he can now use ninth-tier fire and lightning abilities, those things have a kill radius of 6,561 steps, which is too wide; even eighth-tier ones have a kill radius of 2,187 steps, which would affect everyone in the town. Weighing the options, seventh-tier is the safest... ruthless enough, without causing collateral damage.

When they returned to the room, he casually put his arm around Anna's waist, and the two lay down together, sleeping soundly until the sun was setting.

The news spread quickly: all the local vampires in Transylvania had been wiped out. Their kind from other lands, hearing the news, rushed to the scene.

This place is really suitable for them... They can go out and walk around even on cloudy days, unlike other places where they don't even dare to leave a crack in the window during the day.

The werewolf naturally couldn't sit still. With such a big commotion in their arch-enemy's territory, how could they not get involved?

One wave after another, vampires and werewolves are heading towards Transylvania.

Lin Quan's life remained largely unchanged: he sparred with Anna in the morning, strolled around town in the afternoon, and relied entirely on his spatial ring for meals. The town's food was bland, with little salt and vinegar, and even pepper was hard to find; no matter how skilled the cook, he couldn't bring out the flavor.

At nine o'clock in the morning, he took Anna into a grove of trees.

Transylvania is a vast territory, encompassing hills, dense forests, and valleys. Players in the Main God Space can see a faint, luminous boundary invisible to ordinary people... as long as they don't cross it, it's not considered a violation.

Lin Quan pulled out the Infinite Killer Eagle and handed it to Anna: "Hold it firmly, don't shake."

Having signed the letter of introduction, she is now a formal player. Her gun has an endless supply of bullets; she can fire for as long as she wants without needing to change the magazine.

Anna held the gun with both hands, aimed at the wooden target a hundred meters away, and pulled the trigger one shot after another.

Lin Quan sat on the tree root, closed his eyes, regulated his breathing, and silently practiced the art of visualizing gods and demons.

"To advance from the ninth to the tenth rank, one trillion points are required."

"Above that, points are useless... you have to figure it out yourself."

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the two ate a hot meal on the spot. Anna continued to practice, while Lin Quan switched to practicing the Divine Demon Body Refining Technique, sinking into the mountains with each move.

As dusk approached, the two returned home hand in hand, took a bath, ate, stretched their legs, and did some light exercise. Their days were fulfilling and peaceful.

Before the werewolves and vampires even arrived, the town was already in chaos.

Some veteran players, relying on their superior equipment and high levels, rampaged through the town, robbing food and goods, and demanding information. Even Van Helsing was taken down by a veteran in camouflage with a single burst of fire.

Players who complete the main storyline, even if they can't afford the unlimited kills of eagles, can at least equip themselves with an assault rifle.

Van Helsing was sturdy and quick-witted, but his revolver had few bullets, a slow rate of fire, and short range... His opponent was armed with an automatic rifle, and even if his marksmanship was mediocre, two bursts of fire would be enough to give him a hard time.

Lin Quan completely ignored the affairs of the town. He got up at cockcrow every day and returned home at sunset, without fail.

He didn't come here to be a savior, nor did he intend to protect this land.

In his eyes, the Van Helsing world was just a copy, and Transylvania was not the homeland of China.

How the player lives or how the characters in the story die has absolutely nothing to do with him.

Ten days later, werewolves and vampires from other places finally arrived one after another.

Before they could even get a foothold, Lin Quan struck twice in quick succession... Fire and thunder exploded simultaneously, and all the attackers were annihilated, leaving no trace of their bodies.

"Last time it was 96,000, this time it's 112,000, and it's a little over 200,000."

"Unfortunately... we can't get out of this area."

If one could freely enter and exit, and sweep across the globe, vampires and werewolves would have been wiped out long ago.

His soul attribute has exceeded 98,000, and his perception range covers more than 900 kilometers. If he really wanted to take action, he could finish scanning in half a day.

"If we can't get out, then let's lure them here."

Over the next few days, Lin Quan changed his clothes, disguised himself as a traveling merchant, and moved around taverns, post stations, and ferry crossings. He didn't say much, only lowered his voice, gave a look, and left a vague message:

"I've heard... there's something buried in the old forest that can make vampires shed their skin and the Silver Moon Wolf King change his bones."

Words are like the wind, they blow and then disappear. Nobody takes them seriously, but as they are passed around, they become distorted.

Upon hearing that Transylvania held the blood of the progenitor of vampires, vampires from all walks of life rushed there.

Hearing that the blood essence of the Wolf Ancestor was also in Transylvania, waves of werewolves immediately turned around and pounced on it.

One wave after another rushed in, and not one came out alive; another wave after another surged in, and still, not a trace of their bodies remained.

"If you use your brain, a solution will come to you."

Lin Quan stopped using the fireball spell and instead cast a sea of ​​fire.

The fire was ridiculously hot; in the instant it spread, the werewolf and the vampire were reduced to nothingness, not even ashes remained.

Do you need silver weapons to kill werewolves and vampires?

If the force is strong enough, even a straw stick can pierce through a god's body; if the power is fierce enough, a palm strike can cause mountains to collapse and the earth to crack.

Physical attacks can't hit energy bodies?

The fist slammed down to its limit, tearing a hole in space itself...

Now that the breach has been opened, can the energy body still stand firm?

Days passed by, and more than two months went by in the blink of an eye.

"Over five million points, main quest, three days left."

"We haven't seen a single werewolf or vampire get killed in town this week."

A regular werewolf or vampire is worth ten points.

Some are different: some are worth one hundred, some are worth one thousand, and some are worth one hundred thousand.

"Ordinary vampires: 10 points; Baron: 100 points; Viscount: 1000 points; Earl: 30,000 points; Duke: 50,000 points; Prince: 100,000 points."

Lin Quan shook off his distracting thoughts and was about to go check on Anna's training when the wooden door downstairs was kicked open with a "bang".

He frowned slightly, stepped down the stairs, and asked in a cold, flat voice, "What is it?"

"Hand her over, and I'll spare your life." A young player's eyes gleamed as he stared intently at Anna.

Several other players nearby were also staring intently at her, their Adam's apples bobbing up and down.

Lin Quan glanced around... Behind the five players stood six locals from the story world.

The thought had barely formed when the rope was already wrapped around his wrists and ankles.

Five players and six locals were all tied up tightly in the blink of an eye.

He kicked them all out the door, one by one.

Eleven people lay paralyzed on the bluestone slabs, their hands and feet bound.

The onlookers were stunned for a moment, then grabbed their weapons and rushed out.

They wouldn't dare to move before, but now that a knife is at their throat, who can hold back?

"What do you want? Are you tired of living?"

"Get lost!"

"Stop being afraid! They can't even lift their hands right now... If you're a man, go for it!"

"Chop them all up! Chop them all up!"

"I...I am the Lord..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man's eyes bulged out, his body stiffened, and he died on the spot.

"Scared to death?"

"Kill these bastards!"

Knives, axes, clubs, and other weapons rained down on them.

Screams rose and fell, and in less than a quarter of an hour, eleven corpses lay strewn across the street.