I, transformed into a vampire girl, sparked the Industrial Revolution.

Chapter 362 Crisis Moment

Northwest of Amelan, Port Hilla - All-Area Magic Power Supply Administration.

This was an ordinary day in the midst of war. Since Alice returned to Amelancy, the organization that was once born from her ambitions has gradually begun to receive attention—at least compared to before, the Magic Power Supply Administration has more budget and manpower to advance Alice's former ambitions.

But today, something was quietly disrupted, from north to south, from the cold north to the warm southern coast—everyone in Amelansi with even a trace of magical talent, anyone who had ever come into contact with magic, could feel the spreading magical vibrations.

The staff looked at the monitor—on the large CRT monitor, almost all of the "magic transmission pipelines" built in the north were offline, and all the long-distance ultra-high voltage transmission magic lines in the war zone were flashing red.

Alice knew, of course, that she was sucking Rafis's blood—and in this state of work, she was already working longer hours than any vampire in history.

“Miss Alice, you have done enough. We all know that you firmly believe that humanity will eventually unite and that civilization can overcome desolation.”

“I just had the doctor examine you. Ms. Kelna said that at this intensity, you won’t last much longer. With that failed awakening and your current workload, if you continue, you will become the first vampire to die from overwork.”

Alice remained silent. As blood flowed into her body, her reason slowly returned—she remembered the dangerous thoughts she had before fainting—miracles and magic were not without cost—the essence of magic was actually chaotic energy from another dimension, which could only be utilized here through language and program analysis, but its essence remained the same.

"Cardinal Alice, something has happened in the North."

A cry of alarm shattered the tranquility. Just as the offensive of the Northern Counter-Offensive Operation "Operation Supreme" was intensifying, something suddenly snapped—all breath in the North vanished, and armored formations, aircraft, people, and even plants and animals lost all contact.

Everything vanished into nothingness. The nothingness erupted, and not a single radio station or organization in the entire Amelanse could contact the Northern forces or cities, whether by wired or wireless means. Everything seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

"All the troops, cities, and aircraft in the North have lost contact with us. Flood is trying to re-establish contact, but to no avail."

The person holding the intelligence was General Desler. In any case, Alice is now the backbone of the entire Amelansi. Whether it is the Amelansi Social Republic Federation that she announced or the old Amelansi Federal Republic, she must be the core.

As a general, he was qualified to report to him.

"The radar could not detect any targets, including our multiple aircraft groups operating in the North."

"A report has been received, General!"

"Was it the Lucy Snow Empire that did this?"

"General, we've done the math. There's a powerful magical signal north of Trian, affecting the entire northern region!"

"Lucy Snow Empire's new strategic weapon?"

"General! We've intercepted a communications from the Lucy Snow Empire!"

"Read!"

"This is the Imperial Guard Legion of Emperor Yekater of the Lucy Empire. Frontline troops, please respond! We have lost your signal on radar and radio channels! Repeat! We have lost your signal on radar and radio channels!"

"This wasn't the work of the Lucy Snow Empire..."

The North is not only home to Amelanci's forces, but also to a large Lucy Snow Empire contingent. If that's the case, then there's only one possibility.

Alice picked up the terminal, which clearly displayed a message—Alert! An alien invasion has been detected. All members of the Universal Star System are requested to immediately end their leave and return to their posts! This is not a drill. Repeat, this is not a drill.

She got it.

The forces that destroyed humanity ten thousand years ago are now returning. The new humans have no time left; they haven't even left their cradles yet. How can they compare to the humans of ten thousand years ago?

Alice felt a chill run down her spine, but she wasn't without her own thoughts—war is often the period when humanity progresses the fastest, and human potential is limitless.

We must never underestimate the potential that humanity unleashes in its struggle for survival. Whether it is the old humanity or the new humanity of today, even if we are still confined to the earth, the flames of resistance will surely be ignited.

"General... withdraw your troops, maintain the defensive line, and cease fire."

"Cardinal Alice..."

"We don't have much time left, alas."

Alice muttered.

Yekaterburg: The morale of the empire is not as high as before, but it is not on the verge of collapse. Yekaterburg paces in his room—all the troops at the front have lost contact. Is it a replay of Operation Silent Dawn? Or Alice's secret weapon?

She racked her brains but couldn't figure it out. How could that be? Overnight, millions of armored units and a million-strong army scattered across the northern border had vanished without a trace.

"Your Majesty! News has come from the Lasvia Empire—a ceasefire has been reached at the front."

"A ceasefire?"

“Yes, an Amelansi officer conveyed their ruler’s request to Lasvia—it was her own handwritten letter.”

Yeka took the letter—the faint scent emanating from it was irresistible to her. She stroked it, then took a sharp letter opener and cut it open.

After scanning the area with her eyes, she frowned—if the conflict between the two countries was a brawl, then the current crisis was that they were facing a common, dangerous armed bandit.

If her words are true, and not just empty rhetoric, then the war between the two countries must end.

"Go, find someone to go to the front lines. I need to know the real situation there!"

"Furthermore, inform Emperor Lasvia that he may only go this far and must not take another step forward."

Lasvia was a card, but Yeka knew it was just a card. The Lasvia Empire could return, but it couldn't become powerful. How could they allow another to sleep soundly beside their own bed? Moreover, the crisis facing them was far greater.

Below the letter was a photograph taken from an eye outside the planet—the Empire already possessed the technology and needed time to begin its conquest of outer space.

In the northern border of Amelanxi, within the so-called Grand Duchy of Nordland, a massive torrent of blue and purple energy intertwined, forming a vortex that, even in photographs, was terrifying—the enormous vortex resembled an open eye staring directly at a satellite.

Below is a line of smaller text: The Northern Frontier, an unknown alternate dimension vortex, named—Eye of Fear.