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

"It can be predicted that when this power has a 100% consciousness synchronization rate, there is a high probability that a deity will reappear in the world."


Scar Dog remained silent where he was, not speaking for a while.


Admittedly, this speculation had a high probability of being true, and perhaps that power's Apocalypse Operation was indeed identical to this.


And in the intelligence, the synchronization rate had reached 93%, and there was only 7% left to reach 100% consciousness synchronization.


Kerr Cowell paused for a while and then shook his head and said, "This power has always been casting player consciousness into monster bodies without consciousness. We don't know if they have the ability to occupy other people's bodies."


"For example, to cast a player's consciousness into a Federation citizen with a normal mind."


"If they have this technological means."


Chapter 339: "It sounds pretty badass, kind of like a rebel army."_3