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Finally, Gul'dan, with the help of the Shadow Council, officially removed his master from the position of leader and took the seat of supreme leader of the Beastmen himself.

Just when Gurdan thought that he could finally take control of the Beastmen, the various powerful Chieftains made him clearly realize that his position was not stable. Among them, the powerful and ambitious Patriarch of the Warsong Clan, Grom Hellscream, and the Black Stone Clan's Chieftain, Orgrimmar Doomhammer, were all unreliable. Towards these powerful Chieftains, Gul Dan, they were somewhat powerless. However, perhaps they yearned for strength and might be able to take advantage of it, right?

"Esteemed god, I have already controlled more than half of the Beastmen, but those powerful Chieftains do not seem to have much faith in me!" Gul'dan began to think of a way out from Kiljardin. If he didn't use such a powerful aid, then Gul'dan wouldn't be called crafty.

"Oh?" "What do you want from me?"

Gurdan was elated as he said, "Great deity, these chiefs desire to become stronger. If you can grant them a way to become stronger, then my reputation among the beastmen will reach its peak. Then, those chiefs will listen to my commands!"

Kiljadan sneered in his heart. This Gurdan was also an inexperienced wolf, and as expected, he was a disciple of Niao Zu. While using him to increase his own strength, he also used him to increase his reputation. If he were to gain complete control of the Beastmen, then he would be able to bargain with him even more. But wasn't this a chance? At this thought, Kirkgardan nodded his head, but did not say anything.

When Gul'dan saw that Kiljardin was silent, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten. Could it be that Kiljardin had discovered something?

Just as Gurdane was lost in his thoughts, Kilgardan spoke, "You will build an altar, then start a sacrificial ceremony. At that time, I will send a powerful deity to bestow upon you blood filled with power. As long as you sign a soul contract with this deity, you will be able to use his powerful strength!"

"Thank you for your grace, my great God!" Gul'dan thanked him, but in his mind he wondered what was wrong with it.

After thinking for a long time, Gurdan didn't think much of it. The Fiend Magic he had learned also had some soul contracts, but they were all for assisting the weak Fiends in battle. Thinking about it, this kind of soul contract was the same!

"In that case, you will have to follow the instructions in this book to perform the sacrificial ceremony!" As he spoke, Kirkjardin handed Gul'dan a ball of knowledge. Inside the ball, there were things to offer as sacrifices.

Gul'dan took the ball, bowed, and backed away.

After returning to the residence of the Shadow Council, Gurdan immediately arranged for the altar to be built. The Shadow Council activated several hundred thousand Beastmen to build the altar, and after more than a year, the altar was finally completed. Gurdan then gathered all the clan chiefs to discuss the summoning matter.

Gul'dan's actions frightened Durotan. His teacher's words deeply affected him, and when he suggested the ceremony, Durotan stood up and asked, "Priestess Gul'dan, may I ask what you want to summon for this ceremony?"

Gul'dan had long disliked Durotan, who, relying on the fact that he was a powerful chief, had tried to stop his movements, and now had to think of a way to get rid of him. But he could not kill him, for Durotan was, after all, a chieftain of the clan, and a chieftain of heroes.

However, even if he wanted to, Gul'dan still had to answer Durotan's question, "I want to invite a deity to descend. He will bestow us with great power!"

"God? What god? "Are they gods who use the kind of power used in Parliament?" Durotan asked with a grim expression. If that was the case, then his teacher's words would have come true. What would the Delano world be like if those world-destroying demons really did come? Right now, the red soil on the ground was already very serious. Even worse, it could only be destroyed! Durotan was shocked by what he had imagined!

"Of course not! If this God only uses magical techniques, then how can he increase the strength of our Chieftains? " Gul'dan smiled.

After all, their battle methods were already fixed and it was impossible for them to transfer to the academy. If they really could pass through the existence of a deity that could help them increase their strength, they would be more than willing to welcome his arrival.

Du Longtan looked at the various Chieftains' excited expressions and his heart sank. He couldn't stop them from summoning this so-called god! Thinking about this, Durotan stood up and said to everyone in a warning tone, "The Beastmen have already lost themselves and are now in the midst of hatred and violence. The majority of the Beastmen have abandoned our original Shaman traditions and started to learn the arts. The earth was red! I don't know what's red in the future. Animals? Plant? Or us? If we really turn red, it's also the blood we're bleeding. "

Everyone was shocked by Durotan's words, but no one heard them. Even his good friend Ogrima looked at him in surprise, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about.

"Durotan!" Gurdan spoke up at this moment. "You seem to have heard some alarmist talk!" Gul'dan's eyes swept over the other chiefs, then he said, "I know you have a very mysterious teacher, which is why your strength is so great. You are strong yourself, do you want to stop us from becoming strong as well?"

Gul'dan's words were venomous, and all the chiefs looked at Durotan warily, and even Orgrimmar looked at him suspiciously.

"Do your best!" Durotan sighed, said nothing more, and turned away.

Without Durotan's obstruction, Gul'dan quickly arranged the ceremony. On a day that was very suitable for a sacrifice, he began the ceremony.

After the great ceremony had begun, the earth began to tremble and the beastmen were unable to stand firmly. They had no choice but to fall to the ground. The trembling of the earth soon passed. When the beastmen raised their heads again, there was already a giant on the altar! One had huge horns, four feet, two hands, and a pair of bat-like membrane wings. There was a depression on his head, where green flames burned.