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

Very quickly, before they could say any more.


A light ring appeared under Kerr Cowell and the others' feet, and then a white light flashed, Kerr Cowell and the others disappeared from the spot.


As they left, the last thought in Scar Dog's heart was.


It seems that not many slaves will survive this time, and they may need to catch new slaves after coming out. Fortunately, it's not a very troublesome thing.


When Kerr Cowell and the others opened their eyes again, they found themselves in a place full of human players. They could not see the end of the people around them for a moment.


When there were 500,000 people gathered on a plain, all you could see were heads packed closely together.


A voice sounded in the sky above the plain.


'This round of the battlefield is for Human Players versus Bug Clan Players.'


Chapter 253: 500,000 Bug Clan Players are Nothing! (1300 Monthly Tickets Added!)