Chapter 256: Subduing the God of the Iron Anchor

The God of the Giant Spear was the totem guardian of the mighty Giant Spear Tribe, which occupied a fertile territory near the northern bay not far from the Uyu Fish Three Islands. In terms of the main world’s standards, this god had the personality and behavior of a spoiled rich kid—relying on the powerful backing of his father, the God of Warhammers, to engage in acts of plunder and tyranny.
Every year during the harvest season, the God of the Giant Spear would summon various totem gods from the surrounding areas under the pretext of a harvest festival to gather at the Giant Spear Tribe. What seemed like a gathering was actually a ceremony where those weaker totem gods presented tributes to the God of the Giant Spear.
At that time, the God of the Iron Bell had just become a god and, not daring to neglect the occasion, brought along some treasures he had collected himself to offer as tribute to the Giant Spear Tribe. Unfortunately, as he was new to being a god, he was unaware of the God of the Giant Spear’s peculiar tastes and cruel habits, which quickly put him in an awkward situation and turned him into a laughingstock among the local gods.
Although the God of the Giant Spear appeared to be a brave warrior, his most notorious habit was his fondness for conquering strong and handsome men. Many outstanding men in his tribe were his possessions. Among the nearby totem gods, there were few human gods—most were magical beasts or sea monsters that had become gods; even those in human form were grotesque and ugly, which turned the God of the Giant Spear off and prevented any sexual encounters. Yet, when he encountered the God of the Iron Anchor—a strikingly handsome and heroic new human god—how could he not be deeply attracted?
Unaware that he had walked straight into a trap, the God of the Iron Bell was imprisoned and abused by the Giant Spear Tribe for a full year, suffering great humiliation until the God of the Giant Spear found a new favorite and released him. Though he pretended to be grateful on the surface, he inwardly regarded it as a profound shame and swore to revenge himself someday.
Nearly ten years passed, and it was only due to the dominance of the God of the Giant Spear that the God of the Iron Bell finally found an opportunity to avenge himself. However, with the cargo ship from the Giant Spear Tribe expected to arrive in a few days, there was no news from that god, and he no longer contacted him—how could this not worry the God of the Iron Dart?
Under these circumstances, the God of the Iron Bell was unaware that someone was already watching him not far from his territory, anxiously waiting for the Lich to get in touch. A magic ship with its hull concealed lay anchored on Iron Bell Island. A flash of white light appeared in the spacious and luxurious bow cabin, and Donald’s figure appeared before everyone.

“How is it?” Carlisle asked first.
“Nothing has changed. Everything on Iron Bell Island is normal!” Carlisle said excitedly. “Then let’s start the operation tonight!” Vincent shook his head and smiled. “Is the plan still as before?” Although Carlisle was the oldest of the five, his long lifespan due to the divine curse made him quite lively in personality. Vincent, on the other hand, appeared the most mature, almost like a parent caring for teenagers when the two were together.
Donald had an idea and developed some different thoughts regarding the night’s operation.
“What if we did this instead…”
That night, the magic ship, which had undergone slight changes in appearance, slowly approached Iron Bell Island’s simple port. Upon hearing the news, the God of Iron Bell immediately dismissed everyone else and stood alone at the port to greet them.
However, instead of a cloaked figure, a tall human warrior appeared on the magic ship, shocking the God of Iron Bell greatly.
“Who are you? Where is the master of the ghost ship?”
As he spoke, a flash of light appeared behind him, and four humans dressed differently showed up. Clearly, most of these humans were strong enough to reach at least the Golden Realm, with only one appearing to be at the Silver Realm level—though that didn’t affect the balance of power.
The human warrior standing at the bow of the ship suddenly unleashed tremendous power and leaped onto the port, surrounding the God of Iron Bell with the other four.
Feeling this overwhelming pressure, the God of Iron Bell’s expression changed drastically as he inwardly groaned—was it a legendary warrior?
Three Golden Realm warriors plus a legendary warrior—even if he relied on his divine domain to achieve near-legendary combat strength, his chances of winning in a desperate fight were no more than 10%.
As he frantically searched for a way out, the young human mage across from him spoke up, “God of Iron Bell, don’t even think about escaping. The fact that we haven’t attacked yet means we’re confident enough that you’ll fall. Even if you send a signal to alert other Totem Gods, no one will come to save you!”
Although the language they spoke was different from the common language of the Totem Continent, the mental waves transmitted allowed the God of Iron Bell to understand their meaning.

Hearing this, Tie Dang Shen’s expression darkened once again. He looked at the people before him and said, “Are you here to kill me, or to seize my divine position?” Although he was only the lowest-ranking Gold Totem God, he could still use simple mental powers—this was a talent common among true gods. For those totem gods who had just become gods and did not understand human language, it was the most direct way to communicate with their followers.

Donald’s expression changed upon hearing this. He looked at Tie Dang Shen thoughtfully and said, “Both! But if you’re sensible enough to hand over your divine position, I might spare your life!”

Tie Dang Shen wasn’t surprised by this outcome. He wanted to fight hard, but the opponent had a legendary powerhouse who could suppress his strength. Fighting would only be self-degrading. He wasn’t one of those mindless, less intelligent beast totem gods. If giving up his divine position would allow him to live, then even as a Gold-level powerhouse without his divine position, he still had a chance to regain one.

With a way out, Tie Dang Shen gave up the idea of fighting to the death. With deep bitterness in his heart, he said, “As long as you let me leave safely, I’ll willingly hand over my divine position!”

Carlisle and Vincent exchanged glances. Neither expected things to resolve so easily. Especially Carlisle, who had been looking forward to a big battle, felt somewhat resentful. But due to the others’ attitudes, he couldn’t complain.

Led by Tie Dang Shen, the group passed through the town near Tie Dang Island’s port and arrived at a temple built on a mountain.

Seeing the surroundings, Donald said with interest, “It seems you really care about these followers!” Tie Dang Shen simply nodded without saying a word.

As a human totem god, he couldn’t tolerate places like valleys and forests favored by non-human totem gods. Being a god with a physical body, he built a temple on a higher mountain outside the town. The human tribes on the island were also well-organized, with sturdy houses built together, forming the beginnings of towns.

This showed the difference between human totem gods and those non-human totem gods. The tribes on Wu Yu Island and Ju Xie Island were mostly chaotic small fishing villages, with some indigenous humans living in primitive huts. Their living conditions were like the difference between the Stone Age and a feudal dynasty compared to Tie Dang Island.

No matter how well Tiedang Island was developed, it now had to be handed over to others. The thought filled the heart of the God of Tiedang with even greater pain, leaving him with no desire to chat idly with Donald.

Entering a temple that resembled Greek architecture from his past life, the God of Tiedang gritted his teeth and voluntarily removed the divine energy shield surrounding the totem.

Seeing that the God of Tiedang hadn’t actively severed ties with the totem deity, Donald realized he must be holding back resentment, wanting to see him fail.

Generally, even legendary powerhouses couldn’t easily break free from a totem deity’s divine seat, as such deities were protected by the will of the plane. Only by killing the original owner could one obtain the seat without resistance.

Unbeknownst to him, Donald had the Book of Truth, so the protection of the plane’s will posed no problem to him. Instead, he needed to consider the resistance from the totem’s original owner.

However, when Donald summoned a projection of the Book of Truth and scanned the totem before him, his gaze toward the God of Tiedang changed.

Calling the others over, Donald said, “After some thought, I realize that having the God of Tiedang alive is more advantageous for us. His talent is good too—he might serve as a powerful ally for us on the Totem Continent!” Except for Uther, Vincent and the others exchanged puzzled looks.

Carlisle asked skeptically, “Although his strength isn’t great, he’s still a deity recognized by the laws. Can you control him?”

Donald replied confidently, “Of course. I have a way to make him my subordinate. Even if his strength exceeds mine by two ranks, he won’t be able to betray me!”

Seeing Donald’s confidence, Carlisle said nothing more.

Vincent, on the other hand, agreed somewhat, “Subjugating a totem deity has many advantages. According to your analysis, Donald, the fusion of the two planes is accelerating. Perhaps within a few years, a passage from the main world to the Totem Continent will open. By then, the Totem Continent will come under the attention of the gods. Having another totem deity as our secret weapon could allow us to seize the initiative and gain more benefits! By then, after processing what we’ve gained from this journey, our strength should be enough to negotiate profit distribution directly with the Church of the Gods and the nations of the continent!”

Donald’s intention to subjugate the God of Tiedang was indeed this. Vincent, skilled in politics, immediately grasped what Donald was thinking and even added some suggestions.

“This time it was quite unexpected. I found that the powers held by the God of Iron Clanks were all non-combat related to divine duties. Only one mark related to water seemed somewhat connected to combat, but it probably isn’t suitable for us either. Now that we plan to subdue him, it seems we can only wait until we’ve taken care of Wu Yu Island to obtain other spoils!”
After discussing it, the five decided to give up on seizing the God of Iron Clanks’ divine position and instead use him as a more useful symbol, with the possibility of eventually facing off against the gods in the future!
Seeing that the other side wasn’t taking any action, the God of Iron Clanks thought they had changed their minds and already resolved to die.
Then he heard the young human mage say, “I’ve changed my mind. Besides seizing your divine position, I’ll give you another chance to choose!” The God of Iron Clanks was initially delighted but then became very puzzled. With such a huge advantage on their side—both his life and his divine position at their mercy—how could they possibly offer him another choice?