"How about that? I even gave you better treatment, which is fair enough."

But as soon as he finished speaking, everyone seemed to freeze in their tracks. Everyone present stared wide-eyed at Qin Ze, as if they couldn't believe what he had said. Fear spread through everyone's hearts like a plague.

Qin Ze's gaze swept across their faces one by one, and then he said:

"Send a representative to represent your country and make your choice."

Dingle stammered, "You...you really want to do this..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Ze suddenly shouted angrily, "Enough with the nonsense! Who's going to choose? And what are they going to choose? Speak up now!"

"Make your choice! Choose your destiny!"

With a furious roar, Dingle was trembling uncontrollably, and not only him, but all the Goths were now trembling with fear, their faces contorted with intense terror.

At that moment, Wolfgang, panting heavily, said, "I...I...I'll...I'll choose..."

But Dingle grasped Wolfgang's cold hand, gasping for breath, and said, "Let me do it, Father..."

Wolfgang was about to speak when Qin Ze shouted angrily, "Don't waste time!"

"Blue Hibiscus!" Dingle shouted through gritted teeth.

Qin Ze narrowed his eyes, took a few steps back, and said, "That is, the side with the flowers."

"Yes...yes..." Dingle's hands and feet were ice-cold, and he didn't dare to blink, staring intently at Qin Ze's clasped hands.

"Have you prayed to your gods?" Qin Ze suddenly asked.

“Blue Hibiscus is the representative of the goddess Saint Marlene, she represents peace and happiness... she will protect us..." Dingle said, a distorted smile forced across his face.

The others lay prostrate on the ground in fear, their eyes closed, murmuring prayers to the goddess Saint Mary, their suppressed sobs rising from the crowd.

Qin Ze's expression turned solemn: "Is that so? Then let's see if this Saint Marlene, whom you believe in, will protect you."

The next moment, he shouted:

"Set up your guns! Aim at them! When I say fire, take action immediately. Once in Salibia, quickly take control of the entire city! If anyone resists, kill them all!"

"Yes!!" the soldiers shouted in unison, and immediately, hundreds of guns were aimed at Wolfgang and his men who had come to surrender.

Qin Ze took a few steps back, increasing the distance between himself and the Goths. He raised his hand high, looking indifferently at Dingle, whose face was completely contorted with fear, and said:

"Listen up, everyone."

"Your fate depends on the choices you make."

As he finished speaking, he removed his right hand and slowly lowered the back of his left hand, allowing the coin pattern on it to be fully seen by the kneeling Goth.

The last rays of the setting sun were about to dissipate, and in this dim afterglow...

On the coin facing upwards, an eagle spreads its wings, its claws bent as if grasping, while its beak, which looks like it's opening upwards, is sharp as a knife, revealing its ferocity and terrifying nature.

It is the symbol of the Delta Federation—the [Empire Eagle].