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

However, it must be said that this mode of travel is extremely gentlemanly.


The hair remains intact, the body stays upright, and even the clothes remain free of wrinkles.


At least, as far as he knows, he has seen people fly with wings, drive cars, use teleportation gates, and even seen Black Europe Corporation use transport ships.


But he has never seen anyone travel by riding on a cannon shell.


This should be the first of its kind for him.


In a short while, he arrived at the edge of the coast, where Scar Dog was already waiting for him.


"Mr. Jacob, I have to say, your mode of travel is quite flashy, but it's still hard for me to accept. My perception can't quite wrap my head around such an advanced mode of transportation."


Kerr Cowell casually replied, glancing at the Rabbit Badge on his chest.


Chapter 224: What's the Point of Cheating in Competitive Matches if You Don't Actually Cheat?