The rain of fire continued throughout the night.

There was no shouting on the ground for a long time, and all the long night was the vibration of the meteorite hitting the ground to remind Anthony that he was still alive. It's just now.

Because of the surrounding fire, the room became unbearable, and almost everyone was dragged off their clothes by the scorching heat, but the dignity of the nobles made them still wear what little underwear they had, and most of the clothes were also soaked with sweat, which made everyone look embarrassed.

There was no water in the pantry, and the only thing that could be used to quench your thirst was some turnips. And eating too many radishes will naturally produce some less pleasant gases. In addition, in order to prevent the smoke from burning outside from penetrating into the basement, Anthony had ordered all the air vents to be blocked - which caused an unbearable stench to spread throughout the room.

But no one still cares about these smells at the moment, and the huge movement in the outside world makes everyone realize that they are still alive, which is already a kind of luck.

After making sure that the outside world had completely calmed down, Anthony ordered the door to be opened.

The guards went out cautiously and reported that there was no more danger.

The aristocrats scrambled out of the stinking basement.

The entire mansion of the Duke is completely indistinguishable from the appearance of the buildings, the surrounding area, no, is the place where the vision can be seen, all the buildings have been razed to the ground, in the original memory of the existence of houses, now there are only a large pile of small mounds, look closely, and find that they are all freshly cooled stones.

The sky was darkening with black ash, as if death had taken control of the sky, spreading the snow of death to the world.

The ground was littered with dead corpses, many of which had been melted by the meteorite that had hit them, and the body and stone were almost one. Some of the lucky ones haven't died, they've only been smashed, and they've survived the rain of death until now – but they're all running out. They hid on the slopes of small hills or on the edge of dilapidated buildings, coughing and wailing.

When they saw Anthony and the nobles, who did not seem to be injured, they begged them for help.

"Help us, my lord."

"I can give you gold ......"

Gold coins, speaking of gold, the Duke seemed to think of something suddenly, he turned away, and went to his storeroom.

The precious spices had been reduced to ashes, but the gold was still there, the silver was still there, and they were melted by the lava and flowed down the ground like a river for a while, and then solidified again. Anthony watched his new duke pry gold nuggets on the ground with the sword of his guard, and suddenly felt a deep sense of absurdity - how could he appoint such a fool to be a nobleman? What is he going to do when he digs up the gold? Eat?

The entire royal city of Elis has become a vast area of ruins and tombs, and the only building that still exists in the field of vision and can be clearly seen is the walls of Elis.

Anthony summoned all four swords and gave them the task of finding anybody, anyone alive, healthy, alive! Tell them that their king is not dead! It's not over yet!

He returned to his former Duke's Palace, which, like the others, had completely disappeared from all its ground structures, and all its possessions, soldiers, horses, and armor had been completely engulfed in the lava. His loved ones, sons, daughters...... All gone. But luckily the basement he had built was still there, and the food and tools that had been placed in the basement were still there, which gave Anthony a little more confidence - as he said before, it was not over, and he was still the king of Elis...... After the disaster, everything will be fine, everything will be fine.

At nightfall, the guards brought back some good news, some of the soldiers were chasing a group of thieves outside the city at the time of the incident, and they had escaped disaster in a valley, and these soldiers numbered more than twenty people—the only armed force the guards could find.

At night, Anthony couldn't sleep, and took the twenty or so soldiers to every nobleman's house he knew who had dug a basement to look for the living.

Most of the aristocratic families were not as lucky as Anthony, and their basements were either smashed through the upper floors by meteorites, killing everyone on the spot, or they were not well sealed and choked to death by the smoke of the fire. Some of the most miserable ones are still alive and will knock on the inside to call for help when they hear the outside world - but Anthony is powerless to save them. Because the entire ground has been completely melted by the lava, in the face of a monolithic stone like a hill, their manpower and tools are not enough to open a way for the people inside.

Only a small group of nobles who were the luckiest survived, and when the number was counted in the middle of the night, Anthony found that the entire royal city of Elis, after an attack, had only survived more than two hundred people.

Early the next morning, Anthony sent a group of guards again, asking them to follow four directions, looking for areas that had not experienced disasters - Anthony still had a trace of fantasy in his heart, the kingdom of Elis was so big, there should always be some places that should be safe.

But that afternoon, without waiting for the guards to come back to report the good news, the eastern sky lit up red again! Disaster struck again.

Unlike other small basements built by nobles, Anthony built this basement with all the people in size, and all kinds of facilities were well considered, according to his original "design requirements" for this place, he wanted the whole family to live here for more than a month. You know, Anthony's entire family, including family, servants, and guards...... Combined, there may be more than a thousand people - in Anthony's imagination, a month's reserves are enough to deal with any disaster.

With such self-confidence, Anthony and everyone began to take refuge.

Anthony could never have imagined that from this time he came in, he would never have a chance to go out.

One afternoon and evening, the whole ground shook like the previous one, and the earth shook with palpitations. If yesterday it was like a meteorite shower, today it's like a meteorite sea – Anthony's basement has a hole in the ground where you can observe what's happening outside, and it's a meter above the ground – but it's only been three hours before the hole is closed by lava.

Soon, the door that could be used to enter and exit was also sealed, and they desperately cooled the lava that had penetrated in with cold water, and gave up an entire room to stop the magma from continuing to penetrate - but they had no way to get out.

Except for the darkness, there was a dead silence. The overwhelming heat slowly seeped in in the darkness, and everything was exactly the same as last night.

But the heat wasn't deadly, it just made it unbearable for everyone.

Anthony used one of the hourglasses inside as a timekeeping tool, and it took almost two full nights and a day before he felt calm outside again.

Although there were no turnips here, the air in the entire basement was even more terrible than before—one could endure not eating or drinking for several days, but it was impossible to endure drowning.

Anthony lit the candles and told the soldiers to try to open the door.

They had just started using shovels and iron drafts, but their tools were very inefficient in the face of hard volcanic rock.

Time passed quietly between the iron pickaxe and the rock, in the sound of collision again and again. Candle after candle burned out, and the soldiers ran out of stamina to take turns resting, but they hadn't even dug up the entrance.

Finally someone realized that this was not the way to go – they suggested that it was easier to dig out of the soil than from the rocks.

Anthony took the advice, but no sooner had he given the order than bad luck had already struck.

Several digging soldiers suddenly gasped for breath and put down their tools.

The candle shook desperately in panic, as if it had been grasped in the palm of the hand by death.

Anthony suddenly felt as if his lungs were burning, and he almost subconsciously bent down - it made him feel a little better, but only slightly relieved.

Nearly everyone in the room collapsed to the ground due to lack of oxygen—and Anthony suddenly realized the brutal truth that there wasn't much air here.

"Put out the fire!" Others also realized, someone shouted.

"Nope! Can't be extinguished! Anthony gritted his teeth and shouted - fire was their only hope of getting out.

He picked up his sword, but threw it down again. Pick up the dagger again—crawler on the ground, and walk towards the nearest nobleman. It's just the duke—he's panting like a fish out of water, fighting with Anthony for this last bit of air.

Without hesitation, Anthony stabbed the dagger into his body.

"Kill all the nobles!" Anthony shouted to the soldiers, "Quick! ”

The soldiers staggered to their feet with their swords, but before they could make any more movements, the last candles were extinguished.

The sand of the hourglass has long since leaked, and from the moment they chose to stay, the fate of everyone here was already sealed. Whether it was a king, a soldier, or a commoner, the Grim Reaper treated them equally.

The Kingdom of Elis was not the only nation that was destroyed. Anthony didn't know that even if he made it out alive, it would be difficult for him to survive another twenty-four hours - the volcano that caused the accident would erupt again tonight, and after this eruption, the entire kingdom of Elis would be completely engulfed in magma. The former plains will become mountains, and their bones will be buried thousands of meters deep......

On the entire planet, almost all the surviving humans are in the mountains of the southern region, and more than 98% of them are the team brought out by King Elis.