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

After listening, even The Lost's heart relaxed a little, and then he curiously asked, "I remember you didn't have the habit of going to the rooftop for a breeze before."


"I learned it from Carl Jacob, he really likes standing on high-rise rooftops, and after trying it a few times, I found it's really not bad."


"Standing on the rooftop and feeling the breeze, there's a very comfortable feeling."


In between their conversation, x and The Lost had already arrived at the rooftop. Then, without any hesitation, x pushed open the rooftop security door and saw the scene in front of their eyes.


After seeing the scene before him, his body stiffened instantly, and after a silent, expressionless moment, he finally spoke, "My brother, do you have any dying words to say?"


"If you have something to say, just say it quickly, there might not be a chance later."


Chapter 302: "As a male, it's quite normal to explore hell for a couple of rounds."