Clang!

A spinning axe flew toward Taesan’s head. He caught it by the handle, and it immediately thrashed in a frenzy.

Without hesitation, Taesan threw the axe away. It spun through the air, and other weapons embedded in the ground rose up to intercept and catch it.

The scene was almost human-like in its coordination, and Taesan chuckled.

“What kind of world is this?”

The weapons here were alive, undeniably so.

They were not mere tools but entities forged from iron with wills of their own. Compared to the arrow Taesan wielded, these weapons possessed far greater autonomy and intelligence.