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

"But that doesn't mean there is no existence of life forms. It is just that there are no light spots on my map. After all, my map can only mark Human Players, Alien Race gamers, Mutated Beasts, and some people I have met and specially marked."


"In other words, there are temporarily no players and Mutated Beasts around us, but I'm uncertain about other things."


"But we can see the terrain around us."


"We are in an abandoned city. The place where we currently standing should be some kind of plaza."


Kerr Cowell stood still, swept around with the walking stick in his hand, hesitated for a while and then nodded slightly: "Let's go forward first."


Looking at the ground, there were indeed many remnants of buildings.


The only strange thing was that there were no players around them. There are a lot of players in the Battle of All Races. If all players maintain such a density, then this map must be at least ten times the size of Blue Star.


Chapter 324: "Sometimes, you are inexplicably smart." _2