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My Cannon Is Three-Kilometer-Wide

“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.

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Chapter 226: "There's no date on the calendar, what is this..."_2

"Item Introduction": "War can also be beautifully carried out." — On a certain planet, a two-meter-tall strong man dressed in women's clothes, holding a Barbie stick in one hand and a gatling gun in the other.

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Kerr Cowell stood silently in place with an expressionless face, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Truth be told, the effect of this item was quite good, allowing his cannon shells and bullets to create wounds that could not be healed.

It was undoubtedly useful, as wounds that couldn't be healed often meant waiting for death, but the enhancement this item provided was... utterly useless.

Up until now, he had never encountered anyone hit by his cannon shell who was still alive and able to receive treatment for their wounds.

A ten-meter caliber cannon shell fired? Wounds?

Don't joke around.

Even if a forensic doctor with ten years of experience were to collect human tissue from such an explosion, it would be enough to keep them working overtime for a year or two.