Harvey York’s Rise to Power

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“Let me tell you something, Harvey! Even if you go easy on me, I won’t do the same for you!”

“Your tricks won’t work on me!”

Waylon waved his hand and walked to the table, ready to make a talisman for his curse removal.

“Is that so? I’d like to see if your curse would work first, or if my fake kindness will get to you before that.”

The evil energy had surrounded Harvey completely, but he didn’t seem affected by it at all.

“Did you go easy on this b*stard, Master?”

the middle-aged man asked, puzzled.

“Even if he isn’t dead, he should be suffering by now!”

“How is he still standing?”

The man glanced at Waylon’s voodoo doll, then approached it.

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As soon as he touched the doll, he immediately fell to the ground and shivered.

White foam leaked out of his mouth, and he wailed in immense pain.

It was frightening. The middle-aged man was clearly experienced, but he was already in a sorry state as soon as he

touched the doll.

This was enough to prove just how ruthless Waylon’s method was.

“Senior! Senior!”

The disciples screamed and hurried towards him. They melted their personal talismans and fed it all to him; only

then did he calm down.

Waylon didn’t even bat an eye at his fallen disciple. He had no time to take care of others when he was being

affected by Harvey’s curse.

Five minutes soon passed. Waylon burned the talisman he drew up inside a bowl, then added water to it.

He started to feel a little limp, and his stomach was hurting. It became harder for him to breathe as well.

Even so, he looked at Harvey with a cold grin.

“I know you’re strong, Harvey!”

“But we’ll see how long you’ll last!”

“After I drink this, I’ll be completely fine!”

“You should just wait and die!”

Waylon quickly drank the water in the bowl.

Soon, his expression darkened and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

He looked as if he was about to die.

The crowd was shocked.

Nobody expected Harvey to be completely fine even as the evil energy surrounded him.

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Waylon, who was lording over Harvey just now, couldn’t even remove Harvey’s curse.

Harvey casually bit his finger, letting out a drop of blood. Everyone watched as he dispersed the evil energy with

ease.

The talisman on the voodoo doll tore in half.

Harvey casually poured himself a cup of tea, then walked to Waylon with a smile.

“Well? Are you going to give up?”

“I…”

Waylon coughed up more blood, and looked at Harvey with disbelief.

“How did you remove my curse?”

“How?!” [

“You’re supposed to die!”

“I don’t believe this!”

Harvey took a sip of tea, still calm.

“Even if you don’t believe it, so what?”

“What difference would it make?”

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