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

These three players almost simultaneously crashed onto the ground, blood slowly seeping from beneath them.


Clearly, it would be hard for them to stand up again.


The team on the high platform to the right sat down on the ground, all gasping for air in unison.


"Congratulations to team 'Must Fight,' for successfully completing the First Level and progressing to the Waiting Room for the Second Level."


A long plank extended from the distance, connecting to the high stage, the surviving team of nine people cheered each other on as they stepped onto the long plank.


They walked to the end of the long plank and sat in the waiting room, looking at them.


The distance from the viaduct to the Waiting Room for the Second Level was about the same as their distance from the audience platform of the First Level to the viaduct.


Chapter 181: Isn't this a bit too cruel? Doesn't it contradict peace?_2