Within the undersea ruins, Kalvetua's vertical pupil, even larger than a carriage, turned murky and filled with madness.
The seed of the "Plague Storm" Cyril had planted in its Mind World earlier erupted!
All kinds of mental illnesses and extreme madness broke out one after another. Countless frenzied thoughts bred within its Island of Consciousness and spiritual world, transforming into a Mind Storm that swept through its surroundings, raising terrifying tsunamis and natural disasters within the deep Collective Unconscious Sea.
The storms and waves of the Mind World battered the Island of Consciousness again and again. Amid a burst of illusory shattering sounds, its mental barrier was directly destroyed.
For Kalvetua, which had already lost control and stood on the verge of collapse, such an attack was especially vicious.
Under the ravages of the "Plague Storm," the collapse of its remaining mind accelerated greatly.
Driven by its mental collapse, its body also began to disintegrate at a visible rate.
Above the Gray Fog, Klein stared dumbfoundedly at the scene and could not help asking, "What did you do?"
"Probably completely destroyed what remained of its mind..." Cyril shrugged.
After a brief pause, he explained, "Its condition was even more fragile and terrible than I expected."
"The effect of Mind Breath should originally have only made it lose focus and stiffen briefly, but now it directly caused irreversible damage to its mind and Spirit Body."
"The Plague Storm targeting consciousness and the mind pushed what remained of it even further toward destruction."
After a moment of silence, Klein's voice sounded again. "How long do you think it can hold on now?"
Cyril looked at the enormous sea serpent beyond the "barrier," its body collapsing at an accelerating rate and its life force plunging off a cliff. After some thought, he said,