“Damn it.”

Taesan frowned. He had spent a long time trying to acquire the skill, but this wasn’t the first time he had failed.

The conditions for acquisition were sometimes different, or he ended up with completely useless skills that he didn’t expect—this kind of trial-and-error had never really frustrated him before. Through these efforts, he had gained many skills.

But now, Taesan felt an unusual, strong sense of frustration.

‘Is it not going to work?’

His narrow eyes turned toward the thousands of projectiles. After staring at them for a moment, he sighed and took a step forward.

Kagagagak!