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

Scar Dog jumped off the bed, rearranged the blanket to cover the small white light circle, patted Howard Lee on the shoulder, and said seriously, "But there's one thing you must pay attention to."


"The energy blocks in this Illusion Gate can only support its existence for 15 minutes."


"Otherwise, the Illusion Gate will automatically dissipate, and when it does, it will cut off everything that is still inside the Illusion Gate. You need to be aware of that."


"The countdown starts now; be mindful of your time."


"There's nothing else, I'll leave first. You should rest. You've been constantly mapping these past few days, your psychic ability draining, and it's taking a toll on your body."


"Relax and wake up refreshed tomorrow to face the global event I've designed."


Chapter 218: A global event that is generally advantageous for human players.