Villains of All Worlds: Starting with the Beautiful Vampire Bride.

Chapter 158 Mantis's Situation
The Great Prophet of the Mantis People, he is one of the few three demigod-level powerful beings in the Mantis civilization.

In fact, before the variant civilization invaded Mantis, the Mantis civilization had a total of five demigod-level powerful people!
But with the arrival of variant civilization, the war suddenly broke out.

The Mantis civilization, which had no knowledge of mutant creatures, suffered repeated defeats in the initial stages of the war.

Not only the Jade Blade Insect Tribe, but also the previous clan leader was plotted against and parasitized by the mutant civilization creatures, and the eldest prince who went to support the Jade Blade Insect Tribe was caught off guard and was also seriously injured by the demigod-level Jade Blade leader who suddenly turned against them. He returned to the Mantis continent and died within a few years.

It can be said that the reason why Mantis is in such a predicament now is entirely due to the initial stage. Due to the lack of understanding of the enemy, the two demigod realm powerhouses’ rebellion and one death are closely related.

By the time the Mantis plane reacted, the Eastern Curtis continent had already fallen one after another and lost most of its territory.

Countless Green Blade Zerg were reduced to parasites, becoming a breeding ground for the mutant civilization to split into offspring and expand its population.

Only a few Jade Blade Zerg tribes led many other tribes in the East Continent Curtis and migrated to the Central Continent after being defeated.

This wave of East Continent tribes that retreated to the Central Mantis Continent not only brought back more information about the variant civilization, but also brought a lot of war supplies.

This plane war lasted for more than two hundred years. After the Eastern Continent fell in less than ten years, it fell into a stalemate that lasted for two hundred years in the Central Continent.

And the price is formed by many lives and countless bones.

According to incomplete statistics, before the war, the total population of the Mantis civilization was about 30 billion.

Reaching an extraordinary level and being able to form intermediate magic apprentices or above, the effective combat power is no less than five million, and the life level above level one is no less than three hundred thousand.

Today, after the plane war, the total population of the Mantis plane has dropped to 20 billion, and only less than 4 million can form effective combat power.

The main force of creatures above level one is also in deficit, with only more than 200,000 people.

More than two hundred years of war had already suppressed the potential of Mantis civilization in all aspects to the limit, and it had begun to fall into a situation where its income was not enough to cover its expenses.

Neither the number of newly born strong people nor the birth of new population can keep up with the number of deaths.

Although literally the population loss is only a number of tens of billions, it should be clear that this is more than 200 years later. How many new people were born and how many people died in the meantime?

Even the great prophet of the Mantis civilization today is very secretive about this.

All you can see is a battlefield filled with smoke.

The entire front-line defense, with the command base as the center, has a total of thirty-six fortresses that are interlaced and support each other throughout the entire southeastern war zone.

Now, after seven towers were taken down in succession, the defensive pressure suddenly increased, and it was time to slowly move the defense line back.

"What stage has the second line of defense reached now?"

The voice sounded a little old, but it had a magical power that could relieve people's emotions.

In front of him, the third-level male mantis man, who was secretly worried and quite nervous about the current situation on the battlefield, miraculously regained his composure after hearing the question asked by the Great Prophet.

With reverent eyes, he looked up at the Great Prophet with an extremely respectful expression: "Great Prophet, General Morik informed us to buy him another ten years..."

"...Ten years." He muttered to himself with a worried look in his eyes.

Looking at this command base located on the front line, where a large section of the wall had collapsed, countless creatures from the Mantis plane rushed forward one after another, using their human walls and their own lives to dangerously resist this wave of attacks.

Hysterical shouts, hideous faces, fierce energy collisions, countless blood mists and many broken limbs rising up.

Even though it has become a battlefield meat grinder, there are still a large number of natives of the Mantis plane who, with a fearless look on their faces, rush forward one after another, using their flesh and blood to turn into walls and put up a hard fight.

Just because behind them is the home where they depend on for survival.

After a while, the Great Prophet said in a dark tone, "Seven years, seven years at most. Tell Morik that if he can't do it, then replace him with someone capable."

It was not until this time that the Great Prophet withdrew his gaze from the battlefield and turned to look at the third-level male Mantis Man behind him.

His attitude remained gentle, but this third-level Mantis Man knew that now that the Great Prophet had spoken, there was no turning back.

He ignored the third-level Mantis Man and instead thought about something with a serious look in his eyes, murmuring words like variables and turning points.

The third-level Mantis Man in front of him was no longer surprised by situations like this. After all, the mystery of the Great Prophet had a long history, and his wisdom was the key to the Mantis plane's ability to resist the mutant civilization for two hundred years.

"You seem to have something to say?"

Even without looking back, the Great Prophet seemed to have seen the hesitant expression of the third-level Mantis Man behind him.

"Great Prophet, intelligence has come from the rear that over the past ten days, a large amount of resources that have been mined in many resource control areas have disappeared for no reason. There are signs that this is a premeditated collective action."

The Great Prophet nodded first, but before the Level 3 Mantis Man could finish, he shook his head and said in a very affirmative tone: "This is not the style of the Transformed Civilization. Just tell me the result directly."

"As expected of you, Great Prophet, you are right.

We have tracked down and captured many lone lurkers. They are not creatures from any plane we know. As for where they came from, since their memories have been locked by secret techniques, our prophets and priests cannot use their mental powers to forcibly detect their memories. "

After saying this, the third-level Mantis Man clearly saw that a different look flashed across the eyes of the Great Prophet, who had originally been calm.

The slightly old Great Prophet of Mantis had two unique tentacles on his head, shining with brilliant starlight.

At the same time, a dozen milky white beads with light gold patterns floated in front of him. As the great prophet chanted the spell, these beads floating in front of him burst out with golden light and began to rotate according to a certain pattern.

"The prophet's relics!"

Sensing the pure and powerful energy contained in these relics, the third-level mantis man thought in shock.

The prophet's relics are special top-level resources that are only produced after the prophet priest passes away.

It contains powerful energy that can be easily absorbed by humans. This alone is an invaluable treasure.

Not to mention, there are even more magical uses hidden in it.

(End of this chapter)