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

James Grey's face turns slightly uncomfortable, anxiously saying, "Carl Jacob, you must clean up the scene. The Night Watcher is an organization spread across countless planets within the Star System Federation."


"This organization is extremely united and vengeful. Once they find out that you killed one of their members, Carl, they will hunt you down ruthlessly!"


"This Orderly Force is not an official one, aiming to eradicate all darkness, and is willing to pay any price, even their lives."


Kerr Cowell doesn't seem too concerned, casually nodding, "If they're willing to give their lives, why should they get so emotional over one death?"


Before the end of the Battle of All Races, he's not worried about offending any organizations.


In just over ten hours, he will leave this place and return to the Battle of All Races. Who could find him then?


Chapter 239: "The Federation officially issues an arrest warrant for Carl Jacob Company, with a reward of 10 million star coins!"