Harvey York’s Rise to Power

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“I…”

Waylon choked; he knew Harvey was right.

Harvey was already done with his curse removal. Waylon was already at a disadvantage.

He stood up, gritting his teeth. He desperately held his body up while glaring at Harvey.

“You were lucky you could remove my curse!”

“But what’s with yours?”

“I’ve already identified your curse! Why can’t I remove it?”

“Your talisman could remove the curse I drew,” Harvey explained.

“But you missed an important point: your curse and mine are very similar.”

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“While you deal with all those weird curses, there will be remnants. These remnants will form a Sickness Talisman.”

“It won’t kill you, but with your skill, you won’t be able to deal with it.”

Harvey looked at Waylon, whose eyes were twitching and expression was horrible.

“Stop struggling. Give up already,” Harvey said, amused.

“I see! I see now!”

Waylon revealed a look of realization after thinking about the situation for a moment.

He didn’t anticipate Harvey to set up another trap for when he removed the initial curse.

Safe to say, Harvey was already a few steps ahead of him.

Waylon gritted his teeth and glared at Harvey.

“You haven’t won yet!”

“According to the deal, you need to remove my curse too.”

“However, the Sickness Talisman cannot be removed!”

“So, this is a draw!”

Harvey smiled.

“How do you know I can’t remove it? All I need to do is slap you.”

“You’re lying!”

Waylon was boiling with anger. He refused to believe that the Sickness Talisman had a cure.

Harvey wasted no time slapping his face a few times.

Slap, slap!

While swinging his palm around, he put a drop of blood on Waylon’s head in secret.

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Waylon’s entire body was sent flying; with one final slap from Harvey, he slammed into a table.

“Aaagh!”

Waylon coughed as he landed on the ground.

Dark blood seeped out of his mouth. Though he was in a horrible state, the color had returned to his face.

After a minute, Waylon was finally back to normal. His stomach wasn’t hurting anymore, but his face had become

as swollen as a pig’s.

Seeing that, the middle-aged man from before kneeled in front of Harvey, begging for help.

Slap!

Harvey sent the man flying as well; dark blood came out of his mouth as he flew in the air.

Castiel and the others were shocked to see it.

‘This is incredible!’

‘This feels like a movie!’

If they didn’t see it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t know how geomancy experts fought each other.

It was even more impressive that Harvey could remove the curse with just a few slaps!

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