Remember [New] in a second! Some bullet screens say that older people usually become very stubborn and don't look back until they hit the south wall.

Although Elisande is still young and beautiful in appearance, she is older than Grandma Tai, and she is indeed not young anymore.

Tyrande, Malfurion, and Illidan were all born on the outskirts of Suramar. Elisande was already the governor of Suramar when they were still playing around in crotch pants.

Judging from the mentality, Elisande is definitely a model of old stubbornness.

Although Sharlayan's tone was not very polite, what he said were all insights, but he still couldn't make Elisande change his mind completely.

Kael'thas saw Elisande's wavering, held Sharlayan and shook his head at him.

"Then let's take our leave."

Kael'thas still kept a warm smile on his face: "If you change your mind, you can send someone to Shal Elland to inform us at any time."

"At least until Arcandor matures, we will continue to wait patiently in Shal Elland, and we look forward to your visit."

"As for Miss Talisa..."

Kael'thas glanced pointedly at Talisa who was in an awkward position.

Putting aside the entanglement for the time being, Elisande said without hesitation: "Of course Talisa will stay and continue to assist me."

"Among the five advisors, Vandos is destined to spend hundreds of years in prison. Melandus and Etraeus also need to pay for their actions. Tel'an alone is not enough. I need Tower Lisa's assistance."

It can be seen from Elisande's peaceful attitude that she does not intend to punish Talisa who lured outsiders to assist in the attack on Suramar.

"Since that's the case, we won't say anything more. May the Quel'dorei and the Shaldorei..."

"Boom!"

Kael'thas couldn't finish his words, and suddenly there was a violent explosion in the city of Suramar, which had already calmed down.

Elisande frowned and looked out of the window. His clean feet floated back on the ground lightly, and jumped into the sky-rising beam of light from the Nightwell. Using the gushing magic power, he quickly climbed to the top of the Tower of Darkness.

Looking up, Elisande fixed the location of the explosion.

noble district.

…

Go back in time to a little earlier.

When Elisande and Sharlayan were "discussing" in the Tower of Dark Night, the three advisors who were escorted to the noble prison had different expressions.

Elisande's loyal dog Melandus was full of remorse. He regretted being tempted by Fandos and gaining too much benefit for his family behind Elisande's back.

Etraus was relatively calm, he knew what he wanted, and he did something for it.

Magic research is a behemoth that eats gold. Since the advisory group is unwilling and unable to allocate funds in the name of the government, in order to continue to explore the mysteries of the universe, Etraeus, who cannot save money, can only open source.

In the final analysis, it was Vandos beside them, whose face was full of unwillingness and struggle, who encouraged the two to enrich their own pockets.

At this time, the expression on Fandos's face was cloudy and uncertain, and his eyes alternately showed fierceness and retreat.

After arriving at the luxuriously built aristocratic prison, he saw that the jailer was about to put mana-blocking shackles on him. Unwilling to sink in this way, Vandos decided to take a risk and change his boss. He was confident that he would start from scratch again.

When the jailer was about to put the shackles on the prisoner's hands, Fandos suddenly got into trouble, and grabbed the jailer's wrist tightly with his hands.

"You... what are you doing!"

Before the other escorted magic swordsmen could react, Fandos showed a strange smile on his face.

"Untouchable, use your vitality, this is the only chance in your life to contribute to the honorable me, please kneel down with gratitude."

"No! I... ahhh!"

There was a huge suction force from Vandros' palm, and the jailer only had time to yell in horror, and his plump skin suddenly became shriveled.

The abnormal movement here was noticed by the magic swordsmen who were handing over to the warden.

"Vandos! What are you doing!"

Fandos's indifferent eyes aimed at Melandus and Etraeus beside him.

These two old colleagues, who knew the true nature of Vandros, felt chills at the same time, subconsciously took two steps back and away from his side.

Etraeus managed to maintain his composure and sighed: "Vandos, have you really thought it through?"

"If you openly defy Elisande's sentence, you will have no place in Suramar."

"Haha! The noble me will never be humiliated and thrown into prison. Rather than bear this kind of insult, I'd better give it my all and give it a go!"

Fandos had already made up his mind, and pretending to be elegant, he stared at Etraus and Melandus and asked: "You two, you should leave with me, right?"

"snort!"

Melandus showed a sarcasm on his face: "I will never betray the great magister, just because you want to challenge Elisande? Are you still dreaming?"

Etraus also politely declined Melandus' invitation with a calm expression: "Sorry, Suramar has the research environment I am most familiar with, and I don't intend to give up here and start working hard again."

"Coward! Coward!"

Fandos was originally born in a small nobleman, and was often oppressed by the children of the big nobleman as a child.

He uses those unscrupulous despicable acts, and his ultimate goal is to step on everyone's head and prove that he is the best person in the world.

In the face of great nobles like Etraus and Melandus, Fandos, who thinks he was born badly, has always been jealous. Talisa has noticed his twisted mentality early on, and has always kept him at a respectful distance. .

Now that he has decided to tear his skin apart, Vandos no longer intends to hide his secret.

A large amount of dark energy emerged from his body, and everyone who was entangled by this strange energy was quickly sucked out of their vitality, turning into horrible mummy.

Without the shackles of the magic swordsmen, Etraeus and Melandus regained their freedom.

Etraus frowned, raised his hand to build a portal.

"Melandus, you go first, tell the Grand Magister what's going on here, and I'll stop him."

Melandus gritted his teeth and nodded: "Leave a useful body and don't fight this madman with your life."

"Oh~"

Etraeus blocked the gray energy extending from Fandos with the astral shield.

"I still haven't finished my research, and I don't intend to die here... Go ahead and come back with reinforcements as soon as possible."

"Hahahaha! No one wants to run away!"

Vandos, who no longer concealed his true nature, laughed wildly. The gray energy of unknown origin collided with the astral shield, and a violent aftermath of energy erupted. The entrance to the prison was immediately buried by the impact of the explosion.

On the other side, just as Elisande was about to find someone to ask about the situation, Melandus, whose body was full of small wounds, stumbled out of the portal.

"Great Magister! Vandos is trying to rebel. He has mastered a strange gray energy. Etraeus is desperately trying to stop him. Please...cough cough!"

Kael'thas, Salayan and the others also heard Melandus' breathless report, and Salayan immediately frowned.

"Gray energy...is it really that guy?"

Elisande and the others turned their gazes, and Kael'thas asked in a deep voice, "Sharlayan, do you have any clues?"

"Um."

Sharlayan turned his head and exchanged glances with Valeera and Stellagosa.

"Not long ago, Valeera and Stella and I went to the Tai'anor noble cemetery outside the city. It was occupied by countless vengeful spirits many years ago."

"Wraith?"

Elisande retorted in astonishment: "How is it possible? Ty'anor is the resting place of the ancestors of the nobles of Suramar. It is impossible for those who sleep there to have any resentment."

Sharlayan nodded and continued to explain: "Normally, that's true. The grievances of those wraith spirits are forcibly endowed."

Valeera interjected and added: "After confirmation by Selana and Valtroy ~lightnovelpub.net~ The magic net node of Ty'anor is directly connected to Suramar."

"If someone in the city knows how to use the magic net for energy transmission, they can theoretically absorb a large amount of death power from those wraiths who cannot escape through the magic net pipeline through remote control."

The corners of Elisande's eyebrows twitched, and she immediately understood what the two of them meant, and her face became very gloomy.

"It's Vandros who disturbed the soul? Is he using the power of death now?"

"It's not far from ten."

Sharlayan moved his shoulders and walked outside the terrace of the Tower of Darkness. Valeera and Stellagosa also followed out tacitly.

"Grand Magister, I have a little understanding of the power of death, so let Vandros handle it with me."

"Exactly..."

A cold light flashed in Sharlayan's eyes: "I have a friend who still has a debt to settle with this duplicitous villain."

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