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Chapter 220: The Gates Of Olympus
Author: Nathan Emorey
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The yellow cab didn't even make it to the island.

"This is as far as I go, buddy," the driver said, slamming the brakes.

Fegor looked out the window. They were at a private port on the edge of the mainland. Beyond the heavily guarded docks, the dark ocean stretched out, and in the distance, rising from the water like a glowing fortress, was the Island. It didn't look like a piece of land. It looked like a floating country, glittering with skyscrapers, massive domes, and a central peak that touc
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