The Glory of Noxus.

After listening to Elise's story, Swain made a decision immediately.

The black fog and curse of the Shadow Isles are undoubtedly a time bomb for the current capital of Noxus.

They must take action to eliminate the threat posed by the Shadow Isles.

"I will arrange for the war masons in the capital to come here immediately." Swain said in a deep voice.

He turned his head and looked at the black fog that was still surging in the space channel with a firm gaze.

War Masons are rare craftsmen in the Noxian Empire, possessing rich experience and skills.

They designed and supervised the construction of most of the empire's roads, bridges, and fortifications.

Including Noxtora.

"Once the war masons have gathered, Darius and I will use the power of our respective world rune fragments to make an attempt."

Swain pondered for a moment, then expressed his inner thoughts.

Elise's meaning was simple: the black fog and curse of the Shadow Isles were most likely caused by the World Runes.

Then, only the power belonging to the world rune can suppress and seal the black fog.

"Okay, I will guard the Soul Shaft and stop the black fog from spreading."

Huo Jixing made a promise, then his cold eyes fell on Elise and handed her over to Swain.

"Take her away with you, maybe we can try to see if her blood can be useful."

The fact that Elise can travel safely between the Shadow Isles and the Noxian Empire at least shows that the power of the Spider God can block the black fog.

This may be an important breakthrough in the study of war stonemasons.

Swain nodded, and the demon wings behind him fluttered, allowing the flock of crows to take Elise away from the Soul Shaft.

Now that the decision has been made, we should act quickly to avoid attracting the attention of the many terrifying beings deep in the Shadow Island.

Huo Jixing watched Swain leave until he disappeared into the well.

Then he slowly turned around and sat in front of the space passage.

Huo Jixing's understanding of space power is indeed very limited.

Most of his abilities were granted by the Four Heavens, and there was no talent related to space.

In his memory, the information related to space power needs to be traced back to the Tomb of the Empire incident on the Shurima continent.

At that time, Xerath used the vast arcane energy to shatter the boundaries of the material realm.

Banish Huo Jixing and Nasus into the chaotic and dangerous space turbulence.

At that time, he returned safely to the material realm through the power of destiny of the Snow White Poro.

Rumble!

Inside the dim soul shaft.

The roar of thunder that resounded through the sky seemed to bombard the space channel without stopping, destroying the surging black fog.

Many undead ghosts looked at the purple thunder figure above the passage, fear and terror appearing in their eyes.

No matter how they consume, thunder and lightning always maintain their terrifying destructive power, firmly blocking the space channel.

It is like an insurmountable chasm that prohibits any undead soul from passing through.

Huo Jixing ignored the weak undead ghosts and turned his attention to Hecarim and Iron Legion who were hovering on the edge of thunder, waiting for their actions.

Time passes slowly.

In the black fog on the other side of the space channel, Hecarim led the Iron Legion, waiting silently and patiently.

From time to time, they would drive away the curious ghosts of the dead and rush into the passage.

Trying to use fatigue tactics to make Huo Jixing feel tired and bored.

However, the Dread Knights of the Iron Order underestimated the power possessed by Huo Jixing.

With the Donghua Yi Wood Energy bestowed by the Azure Dragon Constellation, he can recover the consumed star power at any time.

In his spare time, Huo Jixing picked up the Underworld Iron Armor not far from his side and studied it carefully.

This hideous and ancient black armor is engraved with strange runes, which seem to be the recorded Ouchen language. It is very strange and mysterious.

Through the style of the armor, one can see the breath of time lingering around, and it has remained immortal for thousands of years.

Huo Jixing's fingers gently brushed across the tiny marks on the surface of the armor.

It's the arrow hole left by Kindred.

He had just tried it, and if he wanted to leave a mark on the iron armor of the underworld, he would need to use at least all his strength.

But it was far from being as smooth as the one left by Qian Jue.

This indirectly shows how terrifying Qian Jue’s strength is.

Huo Jixing's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but think of the scene where Qian Jue chased Mordekaiser.

The Iron-Armored Ghost, who was once so majestic and overwhelmed the underworld, looked so embarrassed under Qian Jue's pursuit.

He wondered inwardly what the final outcome would be.

Did Mordekaiser avoid the mark left by Kindred by relying on the underworld empire he built?

Or will he fall under Kindred's silver-white longbow and become food for the wolf?

Just as Huo Jixing continued to study the Iron Armor of the Underworld.

There was movement above the Soul Shaft, chaotic footsteps and bursts of noise.

Huo Jixing looked up and saw the figures of Swain and Darius.

Behind them was a group of war stonemasons wearing grey mail and looking solemn.

When the war masons saw the sight of the Soul Shaft, they sprang into action.

They first gathered around the edge of the soul shaft and measured the size of the hole in detail.

Their techniques are skillful and precise, and every measurement is extremely careful, as if they have been done thousands of times.

Then, they commanded the soldiers of the Trifarii Legion behind them to transport large amounts of gray stones.

These stones were carefully selected and cut, and each one is extremely solid and heavy.

The soldiers of the Trifarii Legion laboriously piled up these stones to form stone steps extending downward.

After about half a day, the stone steps gradually took shape.

Solid and stable, they hang from the edge of the Soul Shaft and extend all the way to the bottom.

When they approached the space channel, the war masons stopped building.

They carried the strange-looking steel instruments into the stone house.

These steel instruments seem to be a combination of technology and magic, with exquisite and complex designs and the glow of runes gleaming on their surfaces.

When the war masons activated these steel instruments, the glow of the runes flickered, as if resonating with the surrounding space.

Darius came over with a warmason who looked extremely old.

The old warmason's skin was as wrinkled as aged parchment, and his eyes were sunken.

But the light flickering in his pupils revealed extraordinary wisdom and experience.

After Darius signaled to Huo Jixing, he pointed to the space passage on the wall of the well and said something to the old war mason.

Huo Jixing was doing two things at once, suppressing the black fog in the space channel and controlling the raging thunder to avoid hurting the war masons.

After listening to Darius's introduction, the old war mason nodded slightly to show his understanding.

He turned around and called over a few younger war masons, and they gathered together to start a heated discussion.

Although these young stonemasons are not as experienced as the older ones, there is a gleam of innovation and enthusiasm in their eyes.

They planned to use the power of Swain and Darius's World Rune Fragments to conduct preliminary experiments on the space channel and the black fog of the Shadow Isles.

They need to confirm whether the power of the World Rune Fragment can suppress the black fog of the Shadow Isles.

This was an unprecedented attempt, and everyone's face was filled with tension and anticipation.

For them, it is actually very simple to just seal the space channel.

After all, the [Noxtora] built by them spread across the empire, running through the east, west, south and north.

The key is to ensure that after the space channel is sealed, the black fog of Shadow Island will not affect the seal.

Otherwise, as soon as the seal is completed, the black fog of Shadow Island will erode and destroy the seal, and all efforts will be in vain.

To solve this problem, the war masons need to carry out a series of preparatory work.

First, they need to study the Black Mist of the Shadow Isles to understand its characteristics and erosion methods.

Only by gaining a deep understanding of the Black Mist can we formulate an effective defense strategy.

Then, the war masons will choose the appropriate materials to construct the sealing array.

These materials must have strong corrosion resistance and be able to withstand the erosion of black fog.

They might choose some rare minerals or special alloys to ensure the stability of the seal.

During the sealing process, the war masons also need to use their magical knowledge.

They will use rune arrays to fix the seal on the space channel to prevent any interference from external forces.

Of course, the most important thing is the power of the world rune fragments.

The war masons gathered together and, with the cooperation of Swain and Darius, conducted research as quickly as possible.

In the tense atmosphere, Annie carefully moved a small stone stool, quietly walked to the space passage, and sat down.

She held her chin with her hand and looked at Huo Jixing who was sitting cross-legged in the air, her eyes flickering.

Thundercloud storm occupied the field of vision, and Huo Jixing was surrounded by thousands of thunders.

From a distance, he looked like the legendary God of Thunder, and gradually his image overlapped with that in her mind.

"Uncle Huo Jixing, come on!" Annie silently cheered for Huo Jixing in her heart.

She held Tibers and the snow-white Poro, trying her best to stay quiet so as not to disturb Huo Jixing.

The Trifarii Legion soldiers who were maintaining order nearby turned a blind eye to Anne's actions.

They had received orders long ago and knew that Anne was a special person and should not be disturbed easily.

War Mason's research continues.

Occasionally, when there is a lack of materials, a flock of ravenous crows will fly over the thunder and lightning, devour the black fog, and return to the built laboratory.

Perhaps he sensed something, or perhaps the black fog of the Shadow Isles was conveying a message.

Hecarim and the Iron Legion, who were originally hovering on the edge of the thunder storm, drove the undead spirits more and more frequently to rush to the end of the passage.

Huo Jixing remained unmoved and always stood guard in front of the space channel, preventing any undead ghosts and black fog from the Shadow Island from crossing the channel.

"Ok?"

Huo Jixing's eyes moved as he looked at the traces left after the thunder destroyed the black fog.

Ordinary undead ghosts cannot last long under thunder and lightning. They are like fragile pieces of paper and will be shattered in an instant.

But the undead ghost just now seemed to be different from the previous ones.

Huo Jixing remembered very clearly that no matter whether it was the black fog of Shadow Island or the undead ghosts that were brought with it, after they were destroyed together, nothing would be left in the original place.

Now, something resembling a tombstone appeared in his field of vision.

Although the tombstone was completely destroyed by the subsequent thunder and lightning, it left an impression on him.

"Hecarim's plot?"

Huo Jixing looked at Hecarim from afar, frowned slightly, and had a bad premonition.

"Keep driving the Mist Walker over here."

Hecarim stood still and commanded the Dread Knights without looking back.

Mist Walker is the 'slave' of a very special guy in the Shadow Isles.

He was not affected by the black fog.

But he can communicate with the ghosts of the dead in the black fog and act according to his voice.

And these undead ghosts have a new name, called Mist Walkers.

It seems that he is obeying the black fog, but in fact he is following the orders of a special guy.

However, that special guy is active deep in the island, looking for the Ruined King.

This caused some fog walkers on the periphery to instinctively follow the black fog.

Just entering the thunderstorm were these Mist Walkers, who could travel farther than ordinary undead spirits.

Hecarim's purpose is simple, to attract special guys through these mist walkers.

The Dread Knights followed Hecarim's will, stepped on their iron hooves, and disappeared into the black fog.

In just a moment, some fog walkers appeared near the space channel and followed the black fog towards the thunder storm.

Rumble!

Deep purple lightning struck down, accurately hitting the undead spirits in the black fog and destroying all life near the exit of the space channel.

The movement on Huo Jixing's side did not affect the research of the war stonemasons.

After careful study.

The War Masons get the results of their experiment.

The power of the World Rune Fragment [Reverence Fragment] is better than that of the [Tyranny Fragment], and it has a better suppressive effect on the Black Mist of Shadow Isles.

They were unable to analyze the specific experimental data, but what they could confirm was that it was related to the power within the [Fragment of Reverence].

After getting the experimental results, the war masons immediately took action to prepare the rune array.

Because of the special nature of [Reverend Fragment] to Swain, the war masons do not intend to directly use [Reverend Fragment] as the core of the magic circle.

Instead, the rune array is maintained by infusing it with power.

Under the cover of thunderclouds and storms, the war masons quickly set up rune arrays.

During the process of sealing the space channel, Hecarim was not at ease, and he and the Iron Corps under his command were ready to make moves.

However, although they looked brave and determined, they had to stop in the face of Huo Jixing's thunder and lightning.

Deep within the Shadow Isles.

The dark black fog covered the island like a curtain, blocking out all light.

Suddenly!

In a cemetery, a dark green glow lit up, driving away the darkness.

As the dark green light became more active, behind it appeared a strong figure wearing a black cloak and with a slightly hunched body.

He holds a shovel in his hand, as if searching for something in the cemetery. Surrounded by monk-like souls, he whispers softly in his ears.

"Isn't he here? The Ruined King!"

A dull sound rang out in the darkness, and the man with the shovel turned around and looked at the black fog outside the cemetery.

The black mist always surrounded him, and whenever it tried to get close, it was bounced away by the dark green glow.

The man with the shovel held the glass bottle tightly around his neck. Liquid was rippling inside, reflecting an old face.

"Hmm? The Mist Walkers are dying. Are there any living people appearing in the Shadow Isles?"

The shovel man looked towards the forbidden coast of Shadow Island, his pupils constricted, as if he was a little surprised.