A 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

After considering for a moment, Kerr Cowell replied, "Let's finish up everything that needs to be done today, rest for one night, and start that global event tomorrow."


Scar Dog nodded his head, then picked up the things lying on the ground and stepped into the Illusion Gate next to them. "You go ahead with your things, Mr. Jacob. The engines are in the underground cave. I'm going back to search for them."


Seeing Scar Dog disappearing, Kerr Cowell shook his head helplessly without saying anything. He had wanted to ask Scar Dog about the global event he had designed.


But Scar Dog had already rushed off before he could say anything.


No matter, there was no point asking. He would find out tomorrow anyway.


With his current combat power, he could easily pass any global event. Moreover, since it was designed by Scar Dog, it was definitely biased towards him.


Chapter 217: "Clown's Mask."