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

He took another bite, savoring the taste before he smiled and said, "The food is really good. Don't just stand there. I see a guitar over there. It's yours, isn't it? Why don't you play a few songs for us?"


The young man stood still in anger, hugging his child tightly.


Scar Dog let out a light sigh, put down his chopsticks, stretched his muscles a bit before reaching into his shirt, saying, "Your way of communicating is really hard to get used to."


Scar Dog pulled out a hand cannon from his shirt, pointed the barrel directly at that man, and said calmly, "I told you to play a few songs, did you get that?"


The man gasped, breathing heavily, felt the gentle squeeze of his wife on his arm, suppressed his anger, and reluctantly walked to the guitar. Sitting down, he took up the guitar and began to play with gritted teeth.


Chapter 291: "We are offering you one hundred million star coins, the price for one year." _2