First, take down the Sword Demon, then save Runeterra.

The group was teleported back to the spot where Maokai was sunbathing. He was facing west with reluctance, as the sun had already completely set.

"Oh, you're back. The black mist won't reappear, right?" Maokai still wanted to see the sun rise tomorrow.

"It's almost certain," Atto nodded. "What are your plans for the future?"

Yorick did not hesitate: "I will stay here. Blessed Isle is the only place I can stay. It would be too much trouble for me to go off the island in this state."

Maokai chuckled and said, "The spirit of nature cannot leave the land of its birth. I will do everything in my power to change the dilapidated state of this place and make Blessed Light Island flourish again."

“Without the black mist, perhaps someone will settle on this island in the future.” Ato glanced at Syndra. “And what about you?”

"Me? Of course I'm going to visit your country. That Karma must be awake by now, and I don't want to see her face."

Atto shook his head and chuckled: "Okay, but you have to agree to one condition: don't show off your special abilities normally, just treat me like an ordinary person."

"Okay!" Syndra said, sounding a little annoyed. "Anything is fine as long as I don't have to go back to see Karma!"

“It seems it’s time to say goodbye.” Ato turned to the two Shadow Isles natives. “It was a pleasure fighting alongside you.”

Maokai stood up: "It's me. Thank you all, Sentinels of Light, for solving the problem that has plagued Blessed Island for a thousand years. Take care."

Does this mean he sees himself as a Sentinel of Light? But since Mokai is willing to interpret it that way, Ator didn't offer any further explanation.

After bidding farewell to the Shadow Isles, the group returned to the power ship.

The task of teleportation fell to Syndra; there was no way around it, given her unfathomable power.

The blinding light enveloped the entire power ship. Syndra made a gesture, connecting with Noxus's fixed magic circle, and disappeared from the spot along with the ship.

Swish!

A huge, dark shadow suddenly appeared at Swain's estate, carrying the salty smell of the sea, startling the officials who came to greet him.

"It's just a ship, why did we have to bring it back..." Syndra muttered to herself. Seeing that everyone had disembarked, she flicked her finger, and the powerboat slowly rose into the air, flying towards the sea.

Ato chuckled awkwardly. This was the latest human technology worth tens of millions, a gift from Swain to repay his life-saving debt. He couldn't just leave it on the Shadow Isles, could he?

Swain stood at the front, controlling his expression. If he hadn't recognized the dark figure as the familiar ship, he would have already ordered the soldiers to go into martial law.

Suddenly, he felt a jolt; Ram had convulsed again!

What else can I say? There are always extraordinary people around Mr. Atto. Is it that woman in the purple leather jacket?

"Welcome back, heroes who broke the Curse of Ruin," Swain greeted them, shaking hands solemnly with Ator and the others.

When he approached Syndra, she gave him a cold look, then turned away and ignored him.

Swain wasn't annoyed and ignored her, continuing to shake hands with Riven.

Lucian and Senna stood in the crowd and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Akshan and Gwen unharmed.

Ato glanced ahead and noticed a man in black robes standing in the corner, next to Count Vladimir.

"The sun is rising in the west, will these two people come to greet me?"

"No, are they worried that the deathly power brought by the black mist is related to the Iron Man, so they want to know the truth about the Shadow Isles as soon as possible?"

After the welcoming ceremony was completed, Swain coughed lightly and said, "The black fog has covered the sky for more than half a month, causing widespread panic among the people, who have repeatedly demanded an explanation from us."

"But we're completely baffled. The black fog suddenly dissipated today, and the Immortal Fortress Plaza is now packed with people who won't leave until they get an answer,"

"Please be sure to tell us the details of the process, no matter how small."

Ato nodded: "Is a venue prepared at the manor?"

Swain was taken aback: "No, the venue is at the Immortal Fortress..."

"Let's keep it within the manor. The Immortal Fortress is too close to him, and it's easy for things to go wrong."

Swain realized something, but without asking further questions, he ordered the soldiers to begin making preparations.

While waiting, Sena found Gwen and Akshan and asked nervously, "He...is he really dead?"

Gwen was about to speak when she suddenly smiled, and then a faint blue light appeared in her eyes: "I am Isulder. I'm sorry for the trouble he has caused you. I apologize, and the black mist will no longer bother you."

As she spoke, she bowed deeply to Senna and Lucian.

"Oh, it's alright, it's alright, it's not your fault." Sena waved her hands repeatedly. "I'm glad to see that you're back to normal."

Lucian sighed, "I can understand Foljego's feelings for his wife, but when it comes down to it, I wouldn't make the same choice as him. You won't blame me, will you?"

“How could that be?” Sena shook her head with a smile. “I just love your kindness.”

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was gradually warming up, Atto coughed and joined in at a very inopportune time.

"Um... I'm sorry to bother you, but I have something important to ask you both."

Sena's expression turned serious: "Please tell me, you saved me back then, and I've never found a way to repay you."

"Back then, I destroyed Thresh's body, but my methods were limited, and I couldn't do anything about his soul."

"But I accidentally released you, and Thresh's soul ended up in your hands. How is he now?"

With the King of Ruin dead, Ato wanted to confirm whether this traitorous double agent had any backup plans.

When Thresh was mentioned, Senna composed herself, raised her arm, and a pale green orb appeared in her hand.

"This is Thresh's soul essence. I want to thank Mr. Atto. If you hadn't destroyed Thresh's body and left him in his weakest state, I wouldn't have been able to refine it at all."

"During the years I was trapped in the lantern, I could occasionally glimpse Thresh's memories. He was treacherous and cunning, and he couldn't be considered a good person even in his human days."

"He still has a sliver of energy left. I haven't fully refined it yet. I wanted to ask Mr. Atto's opinion on how you plan to deal with him?"

Ato decisively said, "Don't give Thresh any chance, send him to his death."

“I think so too.” Sena’s hand tightened suddenly, crushing his last vestige of soul essence.

To prevent Thresh from causing further trouble, Ato was about to leave when Senna suddenly called him back.

"Wait, Mr. Atto, answering one question is not enough to repay your life-saving grace. Please state another condition. As long as it is within our capabilities, we will certainly not refuse."

Ato thought for a moment and said, "Then give me two holy stones, and we'll be even."

Of course, he had not forgotten the soul still slumbering within the Demon Sword—Stellatu.

Now is precisely the right opportunity.