Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

"Is that you, Reggie? My dear child." An old voice came from the iron box, like a kind old lady locked in a cage.

Krisja stepped on the knee-deep water to the side of the skeleton and looked up at the iron box at the end of the long and narrow neck bone. It was a blood-red iron cube, and each face was painted with a pale white skull. It must be some forgotten technology from the Third Reich. This thing was used to seal the Star Maria, which had begun to give birth to a huge dragon body. It has not rusted or been broken for many years. It is hard to imagine how many alchemical mysteries it contains.

"No, it's not Ridgeline." Krista pressed her cheek against the seemingly dead skeleton. Through this body, she could hear the heartbeat of Star Maria, or rather, the heartbeat of this ship.

"I'm Krisja," she said.

There was silence in the iron box for a moment, and then a whimpering sound came out, as if a lonely old man was crying out in reminiscence.

"Your bone age, your bone age doesn't look like hers." Maria said softly, her gentle voice made people subconsciously ignore the hellish and absurd scene in front of them.

"Yes, my grandmother, my mother, and I, we all inherited the same name." Krista's voice was very low, "We have never forgotten. For many years, even if we drifted from Siberia to New Jersey, and then from New Jersey to Rio de Janeiro, we have never forgotten the suffering you are enduring... The twilight of the gods has begun, and your suffering will soon end."

"My dear child, you must have suffered a lot while wandering outside..."

"No, not really. I met some really nice people." Krista smiled, her voice echoing deep in the airlock like someone playing a dusty piano in an ancient castle.

"If possible, I'd really like to hear you talk, but we don't have much time." Star Maria sighed softly.

"I thought maybe I should get on top of you..." Krisja said.

"Please, please, what is my body? I am lost in everything."

"Please forgive my disrespect, dear Miss Maria..." Krista said as she stepped on the three-meter-high cervical spine extending from the sea water. In order to facilitate her climbing, the spider limbs that had just killed the couple in the cabin grew on the cervical spine.

Krista got close to the iron box at the top. She looked carefully and saw that there was a keyhole on each of the four corners of the box, which looked well-maintained.

An ancient phrase that was incomprehensible to humans was recited by Chrisga in a clear voice.

She had told Lu Mingfei a long time ago that she was the true half-blood king, who could recite almost all the holy words in high-risk situations and mobilize the rules of the world to work for her. In terms of crown position, this planet recognized her status. The only ones who could surpass Chrisga in this respect were the White King and the four monarchs.

At this moment in this small airtight cabin, the words that Chrisga was chanting were regarded by the secret party as the key to invading the Dragon King's palace.

A sharp whistle sounded in front of Chrisga, and thick white steam spewed out from all four corners of the huge iron box.

The six metal wall panels were pushed outward a few centimeters at the same time, and more white steam overflowed from the gaps between the surfaces.

While using such rigorous alchemical and technological means to seal the body of Star Maria, the box is also filled with extremely hard cement.

Fortunately, in the world of dragons, concrete cannot stop a hybrid or pure-blooded dragon. Even the C140 concrete used to build the Three Gorges Dam will fall apart in front of some special spirits.

Krisja cleared her throat and recalled the other words the spirits had chanted in her mind.

But countless spider-like claws rose from the darkness behind her.

The tips of those claws are tougher and sharper than carefully forged alchemical weapons, because in the exploration of the Gate of the Kingdom of God in 1943, Star Maria had been contaminated by the genes leaked from the Black King's embryo, and her own crown was equivalent to that of a new Dragon King.

Every limb and every bone in the Dragon King's body should be made of the strongest material in the world.

These claws were like thousands of arrows when they came through the air, but the movement of lifting Chrisja was gentle. Every cabin and every part of this nuclear-powered icebreaker had long been transformed into her arms by the erosion of Star Maria day and night, and tens of thousands of limbs were lurking in the walls of this giant ship like snakes.

Now that the seal is broken, she no longer has to hide herself.

The claws suddenly stopped when they touched the concrete surface, tapping the concrete as if a curious cat or dog tapped the hood of a car with its claws.

Then dense smoke and dust rose and fell, and sharp claws began to scratch and chisel like crazy, accompanied by the wild laughter of a woman coming from inside. The laughter was sharp and high-pitched, and gradually turned into low sobs, and then into sad cries, as if an originally very beautiful woman had her cheeks burned by flames and was crying like crazy in front of a mirror, tearing off the bandages on her face with her hands while crying.

The broken stones were bounced away by the spider claws when they were about to hit Chrisga's face. When all the cement blocks were removed, the true appearance inside was revealed.

It was a cage with twisted and deformed ribs. Where the heart should have been, there was an old head suspended by pale nerves.

Her face was full of wrinkles and her dry white hair was stuck to her face by mucus. Only her facial features could be vaguely recognized as the appearance of the Virgin Mary who seemed to be looking up at the stars under the dome.

As Krisja chanted the spiritual words, waves of breeze arose in the airtight cabin, creating ripples on the surface of the sea water.

Hundreds and thousands of wind demons that were originally sealed in the spirit broke out of their shells, and the sickle-weasels circled around the dry head of Star Maria, taking away some mucus from her cheeks with each pass, until finally she was cleaned up and finally opened her cloudy eyes.

She breathed slowly, and the huge nuclear-powered icebreaker began to breathe as well, as if a giant lung was buried beneath the deck, expanding and contracting.

Over the years, she has been rooted in the interior of the Yamal like a tree and has continued to grow, but she has never been able to break through the shackles of the box. She has no way to breathe, and can only use the nerve networks spread all over the body to capture oxygen.

Chrisga was in the airtight cabin so she couldn't see what was happening in the cabin on the deck. Countless spider claws stretched out from the walls and from under the deck, piercing the chests of the guests and picking out their hearts. The blood flowed along the cracks in the deck into the body of the Star Maria, which was as densely packed as a tree.

Then, the head imprisoned in the bone cage became younger at a speed visible to the naked eye. The pale cheeks regained color, the wrinkles were smoothed out, the white hair fell off, and the silky hair grew like grass.

A moment later she became the beautiful Star Maria of that year.

The airtight cabin began to vibrate violently. When the vibration stopped, the hatch cover seemed to be torn open by the hands of a giant, and the blazing sunlight poured in. Chrisga was surprised to find herself on the deck.

“My child, thank you for your hard work.” Star Maria said softly. She looked into the distance at the sky where the Supremes were fighting. She then looked back at the ice abyss that was blocked by icebergs. Her starry eyes seemed to reflect the fire of doomsday.

"Fate led me to do this," said Krisja.

But a slender claw grabbed her collar and threw her into a lifeboat.

Star Maria looked at her deeply, her eyes were kind, but her expression was full of venom and resentment.

"Let's go, kid. You have no part in what happens next. Leave. Escape to wherever you can."

The lifeboat splashed into the icy sea, and was then pushed by a force towards the pursuing Imer.

Chrisga watched as the icebreaker suddenly generated a powerful force that pushed it towards the mountain that blocked the ice abyss, and then cut through it like a sharp knife, heading forward towards the direction of the sea eye.

(End of this chapter)