Chapter 233: Shocking Suramar

Suramar Gem Manor, a guard hurriedly walked in, and Talissa recognized that it was the port emergency messenger.
"Something went wrong, my lord!" he said, approaching the side of consultant Myrandos.
"What's the matter?" Mylandus put down his glass and asked, turning his face.
"It's the sea. I just got a report. Tonight, the guard at the port observed that there was a huge noise and light on the sea in the southeast, and the rising tide was extremely irregular. Some of our ships anchored in the port were affected. Very serious damage!"
Mylandus' expression immediately became serious, and he made a gesture to Aluriel to let him take care of Lor'themar, and then got up and walked out of the hall alone.
"What's the specific situation?" he asked the messenger at the door.
"According to the report of the port guard, they first saw the light of the spell, and then the violent sea vibration, as if something was rising from the bottom of the sea, but the distance was too far and the sky was too dark for them to see."
"Hasn't someone been sent to scout?"
The messenger looked awkward.
"Okay, I see, now you go to the astronomical tower of the fortress to find Etraus, and see if he has any news to provide, I will report to the Great Magister!"
"Yes!" The messenger turned and left the manor after finishing.
Talissa saw the movement here and came out: "What's the matter, Myrandos?"
"It's nothing, Chief Arcanist," Myrandos smiled. "Entertain the compatriots from Quel'Thalas. I'll come as soon as I go." He left the gate after he said.
However, what Mylandus didn't know was that Aristophane and Elisand on the terrace felt it as early as when the shaking started.
Elisande was a little surprised, being so far away, with the weakening of the Great Enchantment, and still feeling such a strong spell fluctuation, there is no doubt that this is another magus at the level of the Great Magister. Isn’t it the case with the Great Magister now? Is it worth the money?
After Aristophane carefully felt this mana fluctuation, his face showed a suddenly realized expression.
"What's the matter, Aristophane, don't you know this master?" Elisand asked in confusion when he saw the face of the elf mage opposite.
"Ah, if I'm not wrong, this should be a human great magister," Aristophane said. The history of the Council of Tirisfal, the selection of the guardians, and the intersection between himself and Aegwynn .
"Well, I understand," Elisand nodded, "but this is Suramar after all, I will send someone to take a look."
At this time, a knock on the door sounded: "Your Excellency the Great Magister, I have urgent news to report to you."
"Come in, Myrandos."
The Nightborne Adviser opened the door and walked in. He bowed his head slightly to Aristophane, and then said to Elisand: "Grand Magister, I just got urgent news from the port, on the sea in the southeast. There are extremely severe spell fluctuations, and the huge waves caused have caused considerable damage to the ships in the harbor. Do we need to send someone to investigate?"
Elisand looked at Aristophanes who was sitting on the side, and then ordered: "Tomorrow morning you will send a patrol there to take a look, and then report the details to me!"
At this time in the Temple of Elune, the guardian Aegwynn had brought Sargeras’ corpse to the lowest hall. The walls were engraved with huge faces and runes representing the order of the Titans. The blue light came from Emerging from the facial features.
She put Sargeras' avatar in the hollow of the hall, manipulated magic power to create two huge chains, tied the avatar's arms to the walls on both sides, and cast spells to fix the avatar.
"In this case, make two more jailers." Aegwynn thought in his heart and turned and walked out of the hall.
The next day, Elisande arrived at the Tower of the Night early and began routine monitoring and adjustment of the magic of the night well.
But soon the consultant Myrandus asked her to be interviewed.
"What's the matter, Myrandos? Didn't I ask you to send a patrol to sea? Why bother me at this time?" Elisan was calm in German, and he couldn't see the happiness or anger, but he was an adviser to the Great Magister. , Mylandus understood that the ruler of Suramar at this time was already a little angry.
"I came here precisely for this, Your Excellency the Grand Magister, the patrol team... the patrol team found a small island on the sea with a tall building on it. According to their description, it was Ai once sunk into the sea. Temple of Luen!" Mylandus quickly clarified the news he had received.
Elisande's hand movement paused: "What did you say? The Temple of Elune?"
Mylandus lowered his head lower: "Yes, my lord, I found the Suramar map on purpose. It is indeed the location of the Temple of Elune in ancient times."
Elisand directly stopped the movement in her hand and landed from the air. The crown on her head began to glow, and the purple circle appeared behind her head: "Go and inform Talissa and Orurel. Send the magic swordsman and arcanist troops to the island to prepare for the battle with the great magician!"
"Yes! Then you..."
"I will go with you, and just in case, I will call Aristophane Windrunner and tell Thalyssa and Oruriel to make me more beautiful."
Mylandus was stunned and wanted to say something, but frightened by Elisand's power in the past, he didn't say anything to turn around and execute the order.
In the courtyard of the stars, Aristophane was studying the agreement Elisand gave him, and Sylvanas knocked on the door and walked in.
"Aristophane, when will we go back?"
"Why, don't you want to stay here?" the wizard mage quipped.
"It's good here. The life of the nobles is also very good, and the environment has a special flavor, but I always feel that the city of Suramar is lifeless, I feel very awkward when I stayed, not to mention the Farstrider Fortress, even Li Niu Moville is far behind."
"Ha, you are still young, my dear sister, if you go to Silvermoon City for a long time, maybe you won't feel this way," Aristophane smiled and shook his head, "I can say without exaggeration. Without me, Suramar’s today would be Silvermoon City’s tomorrow."
Looking at Sylvanas with a puzzled face, Aristophan closed the scroll and turned to face her: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Aqiang. He also stayed in Silvermoon City for a long time. Time ~EbookFREE.me~He knows best what's going on there."
Sylvanas rolled her eyes, so she wouldn't ask Lor'themar.
The ranger sat next to Aristophane and was about to say something when a hurried knock on the door sounded: "Aristophane, are you there?"
"Come in, the door is unlocked."
Seeing the visitors Aristophane and Sylvanas quickly stood up: "Great Magister, good morning."
"Good morning, two," Elisand said with a smile looking at the scroll on the table, "We have found out the source of the vibration last night, and we are going to send someone to investigate. I wonder if we are lucky enough to invite you together. Go?"
Sylvanas did not speak, and dragged Aristophanes. The wizard mage thought for a while, looked at Elisand and said, "Your invitation is our honor, sir, please wait a moment. Let others be prepared."
"Don't worry, when you are ready, talk to the guard at the door, he will take you to the port, and I will wait for you there." Elisand turned around and walked out.