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

When the rules for the third level had been explained.


The players who had barely managed to look a bit better had their faces turn pale once again.


They felt that the name of this event, "Puppet Paradise," was not right at all.


Wouldn't it be better to just call it "Everyone Has to Die Paradise"?


Not to mention the Middle Door Sniping thing!


The small town was only eleven meters wide, did they really need to snipe? That man could just fire a laser pillar and destroy the entire town along with everyone in it!


Kerr Cowell and the others also looked slightly strange.


"What an interesting Middle Door Sniping."


Scar Dog's face looked somewhat bizarre as he said, "I understand that Blue Star World's owner said that the Battle of All Races is inherently unfair, and I agree with him, but isn't this too unfair?"


Chapter 188: It's really quite friendly for those with choice phobia...