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

"These people, they're even more terrifying than gods."


"That god should be the one afraid of us."


"If he can run away, that means he can't completely ignore the threat of firepower, so Mr. Carl Jacob will show that god what real firepower is."


After a moment of silence, Denny Lee finally sighed, "I don't even know if Mr. Carl Jacob received your Power of Faith in him, you must be one of his most devout disciples."


X glanced irritably at Denny Lee before downing the drink in his wine glass, lighting up a cigarette, and leaning back with a blissful expression on his face. He took a drag of smoke, scattered it above his head, then asked,


"I want to know why you love scamming people so much. Is it some kind of fetish?"


"Hey, I can sue you for defamation you know? What do you mean I love to con people? Who did I con?"


Chapter 359: "Huge Discount on Second-Hand xx!"_2