However, if this thing is really that hard.
Erwin picked up the fragment and gestured to his chest.
Eh, that's quite suitable.
Breast protection mirror.
It seems like there is a way forward.
Erwin controlled his versatile clothes, and threads extended from his chest.
Then wrap the fragment inside.
Erwin felt it.
Apart from a slightly heavy feeling, there is no other impact.
I don't know what it is, but who cares? Just use it as a heart protector.
Then.
Erwin took out the Grim Reaper's token again.
This so-called token is a sickle-shaped pendant.
When he touched it, a cold feeling penetrated into Erwin's body.
Erwin couldn't help but frown.
At this moment, the sickle trembled slightly.
A gray shadow floated up from the pendant.
He was holding a sickle in his arms and his body was covered by a tattered cloak. It was the god of death.
With the appearance of Death.
The whole world seemed to be shrouded in coldness.
The other young wizards, including the professors, felt a chill run down their spines.
I couldn't help but shiver.
This is especially true when Erwin faces death head-on.
He was already starting to shiver.
This doesn't mean that Erwin is cold, but rather that he is trembling, a trembling that comes from the soul.
Erwin could clearly feel that he was afraid at this moment.
He didn't even have the courage to raise his head.
This is transcendence at the level of life.
It is the gap between gods and mortals.
Erwin even felt like he was about to kneel down.
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