Chapter 238 Spiritual Vision
When Joyce brought Nemesis home, her oldest son, Jonathan Byers, thought his mom was crazy.

"What exactly do you want, Mom? Will is dead. Can you face the reality? What can you do with a crappy psychic now?" Jonathan sat weakly on the sofa, yelling at Joyce with red eyes.

Will was his favorite brother. He was already in a low mood after hearing about the death letter. He also had to deal with his crazy mother, and he just felt tired.

Joyce was choking with sobs and unable to speak, Nemesis was too lazy to answer, and only Jim on the side looked as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant.

"Hey Jonathan, your mother didn't lie to you. This gentleman is really capable." Jim spoke for Nemesis somewhat depressed.

He looked at Jonathan at this moment, just like he was looking at himself a few hours ago. If he hadn't seen the inhuman methods of the man next to him, he wouldn't have believed it. But he was too embarrassed to say harsh words to Jonathan, otherwise he would have scolded himself as well.

Jonathan looked at Jim in disbelief, and when he was sure that the other party was sincere in what he said, his face turned pale.

Sheriff Jim has always been prestigious in the town, and Jonathan doesn't believe that he is playing tricks on his mother.

"Sheriff Jim, what's wrong with you? Have you also been fooled by this hippie?"

Jonathan scratched his scalp painfully and looked at the man in front of him. He was indeed good-looking, but his silver hair was dyed like a rock musician. Such a person, and a psychic?
He really couldn't continue acting with his mother when he was so sad. He felt short of breath and wanted to escape from everything. He grabbed his clothes and rushed out of the room.

"Tsk." Nemesis said with disdain, "Is this your son? He is just as stupid as you."

He looked at Jim and said something that made both of them blush. Joyce whispered in defense: "It's not ours, it's mine and my ex-husband's."

Nemesis waved his hand to interrupt her: "Okay, I don't have time to listen to your love history. Is this where you contact your son?"

Joyce nodded quickly after hearing this.

"Turn out the lights, and bring six candles, salt, and a bowl of blood from Will's family."

Joyce and Jim listened to Nemesis' instructions and quickly took action. Candles and salt were already at home and were easy to find, but human blood was more troublesome.

Although Joyce was a woman, she was eager to save her son. She endured the pain and cut her palm, squeezing the wound continuously to collect a bowl of human blood.

She turned pale from losing too much blood, but fortunately she still handed over the blood.

"Look, what should we do next?" Joyce looked at Nemesis cautiously.

Nemesis took the human blood, sat on the ground, dipped his fingers in the blood and began to outline a hexagram magic circle on the floor in front of him.

"I haven't found the rift between the Shadowfall and the Earth yet, so I can't go to the Shadowfall for now. What is the prophecy spell called? Well, Will's communication channel. You guide him to a safe place to hide."

Nemesis' tone was indifferent, and Joyce could not understand most of what he said, but she already knew that her son was in this place called [Fallen Shadow Underworld], so she nodded in agreement hastily.

The hexagram magic circle drawn with human blood was completed quickly. The runes on the magic circle were complicated. When the blood was insufficient, Joey did not hesitate to cut open his other palm and squeezed out another bowl of human blood.

It's not that Nemesis was deliberately making things difficult for her, but the magic web of this world was silent, and only psychic energy was unaffected. Not only was the effect of his prophecy spell greatly reduced, but it also required extremely complicated casting steps and a long time, neither of which could be missing.

In fact, the Dark Earth where Fazi was located was like this. Nemesis still remembered that he heard him say that the effect of the second-level Shaping Spell [Burning Hands] on the Dark Earth was only to make the caster's hands become extremely hot. It was simply outrageous. You know, in Faerun, [Burning Hands] allows the caster to casually throw out a blazing flame to burn the enemy within five meters in front of him.

But even so, a [Burning Hands] with such a weak effect still requires five minutes of ritual casting to complete on Dark Earth.

The magic in the world of the Dharma Ending Age is so sad.

In contrast, although psychic power does not have the ever-changing spells, the mature system and knowledge of spells, and even the resources for casting spells are much less than that of mages, it is superior in that its power comes from the psychic itself. No matter where they are, as long as the worldview built in their hearts is not shattered, the power of mind over matter will be displayed without reservation.

After the magic circle was drawn, Nemesis carefully covered the path of the human blood with salt bit by bit, and then placed six candles at the six corners of the hexagram and lit them one by one.

The blood of relatives is the foundation to break the gate of the realm. The salt that destroys the devil is the escort of the passage, shocking the devil in the shadow. Finally, the candlelight in the hexagram calls out to the lost souls.

This is the seventh-level spell of the prophecy system - [Clairvoyance].

If it was in Faerun, Nemesis would be able to cast a spell with just a few incantations. But here, he could only use the most primitive ritual means to cast a spell. [Spiritual Vision] was a seventh-level spell and could not be cast instantly by a supermagic. Nemesis could not save any of these damn steps.

“Vigorem Conjuro Spiritus Levitas”

In the dark room, only the candlelight was dimly lit. Joyce and Jim dared not say a word, even swallowing their saliva very lightly, listening attentively to the complicated and twisted spell.

"buzz"

A buzzing sound suddenly sounded, light yet eye-catching.

A dim blue smoke suddenly appeared above the magic circle. The smoke was extremely dim. If Joyce had not been observing it carefully, she would not have been able to tell the difference between darkness and smoke.

"It appeared!" Joyce couldn't help but scream, then quickly covered her mouth and secretly glanced at Nemesis, fearing that it would affect his witchcraft.

This supernatural scene makes Joyce and Jim more convinced that the other is the only hope to find Will, but Nemesis is not satisfied with the effect of the spell.

As a scroll dragon, although he had never cast the spell [Clairvoyance], he was also clear about its effects.

Under normal circumstances, [Clairvoyance] will summon a mirror of the realm that shines with dazzling blue light. The caster can use this mirror to break the limitations of the plane and detect other planes.

However, the distance between planes is so vast that usually the caster must have a clear target to find and a relevant token before casting a spell. This is why Nemesis wants Joyce's blood.

The almost invisible dim smoke in front of him was very different from the spell effect in his memory. Nemesis was even a little worried whether he could summon Will.

Sure enough, no matter what kind of magic is used in the Dharma Ending World, the special effects will be as bad as the pictures shot by a crew with insufficient funds.

But fortunately, when the spell was completed, the dim smoke twisted into a ball and turned into a dark mirror.

"Mom. Is that you?"

(End of this chapter)

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