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

Howard Lee looked at the huge pit in front of him with a slightly strange expression, where the edge of soil was burning, and said, "Do you think it's possible that Julian Drake really brought some kind of powerful weapon to find us?"


"After all, if he came for revenge, how could he be unprepared?"


"But before the conversation even started, we sealed him and killed him directly?"


Scar Dog thoughtfully propped his chin with one hand and said, "Just now, I think I did hear Julian Drake start to speak, saying something like 'good evening'. It was a bit too far away to hear clearly."


"But this child must not have been to the Battle of All Races."


"As long as you've been to the Battle of All Races, you would know that any nonsense said in front of an enemy would be your last words in life."


Chapter 300: Since birth, men have been filled with an almost fanatical desire for the explosive nature of things.