"Oh my God!!!"
Everyone looked as if they had seen a ghost... no, as if they had seen God.
Their eyes weren't playing tricks on them, were they? The wings behind Chang Wei weren't an illusion or special effects, were they?
The wings behind Chang Wei had been modeled after Yukito Tsukishiro's lunar form—or rather, the wings of his true form. Chang Wei had felt that the angel wings in paintings and sculptures were far too tiny. This looked much more awe-inspiring. See? So many people had been scared stupid in an instant.
His eyes had also turned a noble, indifferent gold. This seemingly insignificant change made Chang Wei's temperament completely different from before.
At the very least, Aerith and Jill could no longer associate Chang Wei with that goofy priest from earlier. Now, he was a God on Earth walking among mortals!
Paired with that immaculate white priest's uniform, and with the Holy Church now sweeping aside every other religion while the rest could only barely cling to life—especially on American soil—this appearance worked better than anything else!
Aerith and the others were actually taking it relatively well. After all, Chang Wei had already fooled them into believing he was an exorcist priest. He had even cured Payton after he was infected with the T-Virus. Discovering that the exorcist priest was not an exorcist priest, but actually an angel, was not that shocking... my ass!!!
That was—
An angel!!!
Even a staunch materialist like Dr. Ashford involuntarily slid from his wheelchair to his knees.
"Holy Lord above..."
Some devout believers among the Umbrella Corporation soldiers even knelt outright.
"Get up! Don't kneel! This is just a projection!"
Supervisor Shiweite's scalp crawled, and sweat streamed down his body. But he was an atheist. Even though Chang Wei's display was so