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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 89: Only a fool would buy a useless one-star item.

"Blood Sacrifice of All Races?"

Kerr Cowell was slightly startled, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes as he looked closely at this sudden global event.

Truthfully, just by the name, it didn't seem like a gentle event.

He wondered why Joyce Cooper suddenly stopped talking. Was he stewing over something?

It must be said, the Mechanical Race was stronger than he imagined.

He hadn't even identified 96 Alien Races yet, and he had encountered only a few Alien Race gamers. But the Mechanical Race had already gotten the heads of 96 Alien Race gamers?

Kerr Cowell didn't think about that any longer. Instead, he looked directly at the event description in front of him.

"Blood Sacrifice of All Races."

"It's a global event, triggered by the Three-Star Item, the Altar of Ten Thousand Tribes, created by the Mechanical Race player, Joyce Cooper."