A ray of silver light suddenly glowed on the green hair stick that had become intact again. The silver light became increasingly intense. Eventually, it left the hair stick and floated toward Alex twistingly.

“This is... the Divine Bead!” exclaimed Agatha.

Xienna also exclaimed, “Why was Dimitri Rockefeller’s Divine Bead inside the hair stick?”

Esmeralda’s current mood was extremely complicated. Various signs indicated that Xienna did not lie, whereas she became a laughing stock. She clearly inherited this memory and feelings while working hard for several lifetimes. She kept telling herself that it was the greatest meaning of her life.

However, it turned out to be someone else’s memory.

Why was the half portion of the hair stick with her?

Why did it become a comb and keep following her?

She couldn’t figure it out.

Who was she?

“Can anyone tell me what a Divine Bead is?” Alex stared at the Divine Bead before his eyes. It seemingly wanted to burrow into Alex’s mind, but he did