Chương 1190: The Cold Lone Island Tribe.

While this mayhem was ongoing, Felix pointed his finger at the abyss and painted the same image of the cave in his mind.

Then, he uttered under his breath, "Dimensional Mirror."

Abruptly, a circular wavy gray mirror appeared in front of him...In less than a second, the waves began to ease down and a new scene appeared on its surface, showing the hundreds of roes inside the cave!

Before Felix could get too excited, one of the Dawn Behemoths appeared on the image, seeming like it was slumbering next to the roes.

'Looks like it's escaped from Nimo's lust laws with its slumber.' Felix frowned. 

He knew that the behemoth would definitely wake up the moment his foot stepped inside the cave even though it looked like it was out of it.

'The abyss' consciousness said that they had found me through echolocation...So, even a needle drop will most likely wake it up.'