Medieval rabbit

“A qualified Artillery Master must have enough attack range! That is why it’s reasonable for me to have a 3-kilometer-wide cannon,” Kerr Cowell said as he watched the people around him react with dumbfounded reactions after his firework display.
Tens of thousands of different races were thrown to another world and forced to wage wars against each other. That marked the start of a new world where survival was the sole focus.

My Cannon Is Three-Kilometer-Wide

As a white light flashed through the underground cave,


Accompanied by a curse, the Mechanized Tribe Players, stripped of their clothes, walked out of the Illusion Gate and into the cave in a crouching posture.


Howard Lee stood with an icy expression, holding his hand cannon, his gaze sweeping across the crouching mechanical tribe players, looking as if he would shoot them dead in a moment of disagreement.


For safety's sake, to prevent these Mechanical Race players from hiding weapons on them.


So, before being taken into the melted cave, each Mechanical Race player had to strip off their clothes, completely naked.


Kerr Cowell kept shuttling back and forth between the two ends of the Illusion Gate.


Transporting materials used for manufacturing items from the factory warehouse, continuously moving them through the Space Bracelet.


Chapter 92: "You...You are Kerr Cowell?!"