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

Eddison Ward breathed a sigh of relief and scanned his surroundings, "My talent won't be restricted in such events, just like last time in the Mist Amusement Park, there were no limitations on me."


"Before meeting you guys, I've been wanting to participate in these kinds of events."


"It is only in these events that I can be unrestricted."


A mechanical voice echoed in the ears of all players.


'Please listen carefully to the rules of the event.'


'The Puppet Paradise event is conducted in team format.'


'Players gathered together before the event will be automatically deemed a team, with no limit on the number of people.'


'Players are not allowed to attack each other during non-combat levels.'


'The team that successfully passes all eight levels will get the final reward!'


'First Level—Tug of War on the Cliff!'


Chapter 181: Isn't this a bit too cruel? Doesn't it contradict peace?