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

Then, the Human Race Guardian paused for a moment.


"After this player met me, he said three things."


"The first thing was that Mutated Beasts have respawn points coming from a stone emitting a faint white light, appearing out of thin air. This is also why we hardly ever encounter any Mutated Beast nests."


"The second thing was that the Mechanical Race is collecting Mutated Beast respawn points, and a player from that race tried to steal his respawn point but was killed by him."


"The third thing was that he found a Mechanical Race City and gave me the coordinates."


"After that, he ran off into the distance without looking back."


"His speed was so fast, it seemed like there was some great danger chasing him."


"That doesn't sound right," Scar Dog said, slightly puzzled: "There's such a strong player among the Human Race, and you didn't try to keep him around? You just let him run away?"


Chapter 161: A gun turret with a caliber of three thousand light years should be about right.