Chapter 111 Chapter 110

Evening, 11:23. Victoria stood tremblingly on the balcony of Fort Angel, staring at the city of Rome on the opposite bank, with tears in her eyes.She wanted to hug Robert Langdon, but she couldn't.She felt all body. It was going to be numb, so I moved a bit and checked it carefully.The patricide fell to the bottom of the castle and died, and she herself almost became a victim. Langdon stroked her shoulder lightly, and she felt a warm current flow into her body, melting the frost in her heart like magic.She trembled and regained consciousness.As the fog cleared, she turned and saw Robert looking like a man from hell—damp and disheveled. He had clearly come to rescue her from the agony of purgatory.

"Thank you..." she said softly. With a weary smile, Langdon reminded Victoria that she had herself to thank—she had actually saved both of them by hunching her shoulders.Victoria wiped away her tears, wanting to stand there with him forever, but the relief was short-lived. "We need to get out of here," Langdon said. Victoria's mind was on other things.She was gazing out at the Vatican.The world's smallest country is uncomfortably crowded, and the whole country is a white light under the flood of media spotlights.To her shock, St. Peter's Square was still packed!Apparently, the Swiss Guards had cleared only about a hundred and fifty feet back—just the area directly in front of the church—less than a third of the square.Crowded crowds surrounded the square, and even the periphery of the crowd was tightly packed at this time.Those who stood at a safe distance squeezed in to get a better view, and surrounded the people inside tightly.

They are too close!So close, thought Victoria! "I'm going back there," Langdon said decisively. Victoria turned around and asked suspiciously, "Going back to the Vatican?" Langdon told her about the Samaritan and what kind of conspiracy it was.The leader of the Illuminati - a man named Janus actually wants to personally brand the Pope's servant.That will be the last operation planned by the Illuminati. "No one in the Vatican knows about this yet," Langdon said. "I have no way of contacting them, and besides, that guy could arrive at any moment. I need to warn the Swiss guards before they let him in. "

"But you can never walk through a dense crowd!" Langdon replied with confidence in his tone, "There will always be a way, trust me." Once again, Victoria felt that the historian knew something she didn't. "I'm going too." "No, why both take the risk—" "I've got to find a way to get those people out! They're in dire danger—" While talking, the balcony where they were standing began to shake.A deafening rumble shook the entire castle.Immediately afterwards, a mass of white light shot from St. Peter's Square, dazzled their eyes.Victoria had only one thought.Oh.My God, the antimatter is annihilated early!But instead of an explosion, it was a loud cheer that erupted from the crowd.Victoria squinted at the light.At this time, the spotlights moved away from the square one after another, seeming to be aimed at them!Everyone turned around, yelling and gesticulating.The rumbling sound became louder and louder, and the atmosphere in the square seemed to suddenly become active.

Langdon looked confused and said, "What the hell—" There was a roar overhead. Suddenly, a church helicopter flew up behind the castle.Fifty feet directly above them, the helicopter rumbled straight for the Vatican.The whole castle shook as the helicopter flashed overhead under spotlights.The lights moved away with the helicopter, and Langdon and Victoria were plunged into darkness again. They saw the huge machine slowly stop over St. Peter's Square, and Victoria worried that they were already one step too late.Along with a cloud of dust, the helicopter fell towards the open space between the crowd and the church in the square, and landed at the bottom of the church stairs.

"It actually landed at the door," Victoria said.Against the white marble she could see a small figure coming out of the Pope's palace and walking towards the helicopter.She would never have recognized the man if he hadn't been wearing a bright red beret. "Red carpet reception, that's Rochelle," Langdon slammed his fist against the railing. "Someone has to remind them!" After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Victoria grabbed his arm and said, "Wait a minute!" What she saw just now made her unable to believe her eyes.She pointed tremblingly at the helicopter.Although she is so far away, she will never make a mistake.Another guy came off the helicopter gangway...he acted so uniquely, it must be that guy.Although he was sitting, he could control the direction of his progress effortlessly, and moved across the open square with amazing speed.

That is the king sitting on the throne of the electric wheelchair. He is Maximilian Kohler.