Some comments say that older people usually become very stubborn and never look back until they hit the wall.
Although Elisande still looks young and beautiful, she is older than Grandma Tai and is indeed no longer young.
Tyrande, Malfurion and Illidan were all born on the outskirts of Suramar. When they were still wearing crotchless pants and playing around, Elisande was already the governor of Suramar.
From the perspective of mentality, Elisande can definitely be regarded as a model of old stubbornness.
Although Sarlayan's tone was not too polite, what he said to himself was true knowledge and insight, but it still failed to completely change Elisande's mind.
Kael'thas saw Elisande's wavering, pulled Sarlayan and shook his head at him.
"Then let's say goodbye first."
Kael'thas still maintained a warm smile on his face: "If you change your mind, you can send someone to Shal Elan to inform us at any time."
"At least until Arcandor matures, we will continue to stay in Shal Elan and wait patiently, and we also look forward to your visit."
"As for Ms. Talisa..."
Kael'thas glanced at Talisa, who seemed to be in an awkward position.
Putting aside her entanglements for the time being, Elisande said without hesitation: "Of course Talisa will stay and continue to assist me."
"Among the five advisors, Fandus is destined to spend hundreds of years in prison. Melandus and Etaeus also need to pay the price 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 Thalyssra for inviting outsiders to help attack Suramar.
"In this case, we won't say anything more. I hope that the Quel'dorei and Sha'dorei clans..."
"Boom!"
Before Kael'thas could finish his words, a violent explosion suddenly came from the city of Suramar, which had been calm.
Elisande frowned and looked out the window, her smooth feet lightly tapped on the ground and floated backwards, jumped into the light pillar of the Night Well rising into the sky, and used the gushing magic power to quickly rise to the top of the Tower of Dark Night.
Looking up, Elisande located the location of the explosion.
Noble district.
…
Time goes back a little earlier.
When Elisande and Sarlayan were "discussing" in the Tower of Night, the three advisors who were escorted to the noble prison had different expressions.
Elisande's loyal dog Melandus had a face full of remorse. He regretted that he should not have been tempted by Fandos and gained too much benefit for his family behind Elisande's back.
Etaeus is relatively calm. He knows what he wants and has done something for it.
Spell research is inherently a gold-swallowing behemoth. Since the advisory group is unwilling and unable to allocate funds in an official name, in order to continue to explore the mysteries of the universe, Etaeus, who cannot cut back on expenditures, has no choice but to increase revenue.
In the final analysis, it was Fandos who encouraged the two of them to enrich themselves personally, with a face full of unwillingness and struggle beside them.
At this time, the expression on Fandos's face was uncertain, and his eyes alternated between fierceness and withdrawal.
After arriving at the luxuriously built noble prison, he saw that the jailer was about to put shackles on himself to block his magic power. Unwilling to sink, Fandos decided to take a risk. At worst, he would have to change his boss, and he would have the confidence to start from scratch again.
When the jailer was about to lock the shackles on the prisoner's hands, Fandos suddenly took action, turning his hand and grabbing the jailer's wrist tightly.
"You...what are you doing!"
Before the other escorting magic swordsmen could react, Fandos had a strange smile on his face.
"Untouchable, let me lend you your life force. This is the only opportunity in your life to make a contribution to me, the noble one. Please kneel down and thank me with gratitude."
"No! I...ahhh!"
A huge suction force came from Fandos's palm, and the jailer only had time to scream in horror. His originally plump skin suddenly became shriveled.
The unusual movement here was noticed by the magic swordsmen who were communicating with the warden.
"Fandos! What are you doing!"
Fandus's cold and ruthless eyes were aimed at Melendus and Etaeus beside him.
The two old colleagues, who knew Fandos' true nature, felt chilled in their hearts at the same time, and subconsciously took two steps back and away from him.
Etaeus managed to maintain his composure and sighed: "Fandos, have you really thought about it clearly?"
"If you openly defy Elisande's judgment, you will no longer have a foothold in Suramar."
"Haha! As a noble person, I will never be humiliated and thrown into prison. Instead of enduring this kind of humiliation, I might as well try my best to give it a try!"
Fandos had already made up his mind and pretended to be elegant, staring at Etaeus and Melandus and asking: "You two, you should leave with me, right?"
"snort!"
Melandus looked sarcastic: "I will never betray the Grand Magister, but you want to challenge Elisande? You haven't woken up from the dream, have you?"
Etaeus also declined Melandus's invitation with a calm expression: "I'm sorry, Suramar has the research environment I am most familiar with, and I don't plan to give up here and work hard again."
"Coward! Coward!"
Fandos was born into a minor nobleman, and when he was a child, he was often suppressed by the children of larger noblemen because of his status.
The ultimate goal of his unscrupulous and despicable actions is to step on everyone's head and prove that he is the best person in the world.
Faced with great nobles such as Etaeus and Melandus, Fandus, who had recognized that he was not born well, has always been jealous. His twisted mentality was noticed by Thalyssra early on, and she has always kept away from him.
.
Now that he has decided to break up, Fandos no longer intends to hide his secret.
A large amount of dark energy emerged from his body. Anyone entangled in this strange energy was quickly drained of their life force and turned into horrific mummies.
Without the restraints of the magic swordsmen, Etraeus and Melandus regained their freedom.
Aitaus frowned and raised his hand to construct the portal.
"Melandus, you go first and tell the Grand Magister what's going on here, and I'll stop him."
Melandus gritted his teeth and nodded: "Leave something useful and don't risk your life with this madman."
"Ha~"
Etaeus used the astral shield to block the gray energy extending from Fandos.
"I still haven't finished my research, and I don't plan to die here... Go ahead and come back with reinforcements as soon as possible."
"Hahahaha! No one can escape!"
Fandos, who no longer concealed his true nature, laughed crazily. The gray energy of unknown origin collided with the astral shield, and a fierce energy aftermath broke out. 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, who was covered in small wounds, stumbled out of the portal.
"The Great Magister! Fandos is trying to rebel. He has mastered a strange gray energy. Aitaus is trying his best to stop him. Please...ahem!"
Kael'thas, Sharlayan and others also heard Melandus' breathless report, and Sharlayan's brows immediately frowned.
"Gray energy...is it really that guy?"
Elisande and the others all turned their attention, and Kael'thas asked in a deep voice, "Salayan, do you have any clues?"
"Um."
Sharlayan turned and exchanged glances with Valeera and Stellagosa.
"Not long ago, Valeera and Stella, I went to the Tyano Noble Cemetery outside the city, which was occupied by countless ghosts many years ago."
"Wraith?"
Elisande retorted in astonishment: "How is it possible? Tai'ano is the resting place of the ancestors of the Suramar nobles, and the people sleeping there cannot have any resentment."
Sarlayan nodded and continued to explain: "Normally speaking, it is true. The resentment of those resentful spirits is forcibly given by others."
Valeela interjected and added: "After confirmation by Serana and Valtroy, the magic network node of Ta'ano is directly connected to Suramar."
"If someone in the city knows how to use the magic network for energy transmission, theoretically, it can be remotely controlled to absorb a large amount of death power from those resentful spirits who cannot escape through the magic network pipeline."
Elisande's eyebrows twitched, and she immediately understood what the two meant, and her face became very gloomy.
"Is it Fandos who disturbed the dead souls? Is he using the power of death now?"
"It's almost like ten."
Sharlayan stretched his shoulders and walked outside the terrace of the Tower of Darkness. Valeera and Stellagosa followed in unison.
"Grand Magister, I know a little bit about the power of death, leave Fandos to me."
"Just right..."
A cold light flashed in Sarlayan's eyes: "I have a friend who still needs to settle a debt with this duplicitous villain."