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

A white Illusion Gate suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and both Kerr Cowell and Maxwell Ewell stepped out from it.


Kerr leaned on his walking stick with one hand, lightly touched the brim of his hat, and scanned the surroundings without saying anything.


Scar Dog hurriedly approached to report the latest findings.


"So, that's pretty much it. The monster referred to as 'Number 11' is said to be a product of a failed dimensional experiment, trapped between two-dimensional and three-dimensional."


Kerr raised his eyebrow slightly, looking at the glass container labeled 'Number 11'. He stood in front of the container, staring at the strange creature inside without saying anything. The creature did appear quite weird.


Half of its body was three-dimensional, while the other half was two-dimensional.


One side was as thin as a piece of paper, while the other was just like them.


Chapter 333: "Didn't you check who I am before tying me up?"