He was more than ten feet tall, with green-black fur growing on his strong, muscular body. His sheep-like hooves stepped on the ground, leaving a series of footprints burning with blue hellfire.

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The monster's head is barely humanoid, but its entire face is wrapped in fine scales. Only the edges of its ears and the top of its head have some hair stretching out from the gaps in the scales. The hair on the top of its head is particularly lush, and its pale hair is draped over it like a cloak.

behind.

Two long spiral sharp horns grow diagonally backwards at the edge of its forehead, and the blazing green flames in the center of the two horns form a crown symbolizing royal power on the top of its head.

This is not a very ugly monster. On the contrary, its image can even be called mighty. In the eyes of some groups with special diseases, such an image can even be called handsome.

However, the poor little girl just glanced at the monster coming out of the darkness and felt a physical discomfort in her eyes. She kept retching, but she could not vomit anything out after being hungry for a long time.

His eyes stung, and blood mixed with tears kept flowing down.

Danger, dirty, scary, unclean, evil, ugly... all kinds of similar words filled the little girl's mind in the blink of an eye, even if the little girl who has never gone to school should not know so much.

Vocabulary, the headache that seemed to explode made her wail in pain.

This unknown monster is definitely not something that mortals can look directly at. Its existence itself seems to represent the dark side of the world, and is rejected by all creatures with a bright mind.

"Oh, you shouldn't have seen me."

In pain, the little girl vaguely heard the deep sigh of Mr. Monster, with obvious pity and guilt in his voice.

The young girl couldn't stand such pain at all. She fainted quickly. The burning match slipped from her hand. Under the light of the extinguishing fire, a series of footprints with green flames circled around her.

After following the little girl around for a while, the heavy footsteps gradually disappeared.

The remaining fire was extinguished, darkness enveloped everything again, and the figure of the huge monster disappeared into the darkness, as if everything was just an illusion.

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After a long time, in the alley, the comatose little girl woke up, opened her eyes still stained with dried blood, and gradually recovered her vision under the slight sting. The first thing she felt was a biting cold. After all, now

It was a snowy winter, and it was a miracle that the girl didn't freeze to death during her coma.

However, what is even more strange is that there is obviously a circle of falling snow around the little girl, but the circle around the little girl is extremely dry, as if it has been baked by flames.

Recalling the Mr. Monster she had just seen, the little girl couldn't help but huddle up in the corner. Her heart occupied by fear had not yet returned to calm. Her hands and feet were shaking constantly, half of them were cold and half of them were frightened.

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In the end, the cold defeated the fear. The girl shivered and groped for her pocket. She had not run out of matches in her pocket and could use them to keep warm.

Mr. Monster should have left by now.

The little girl thought so.

The match struck the wall, and a faint fire ignited, bringing only a trace of warmth to the weak, pitiful and helpless girl. By the firelight, the little girl looked around slightly cautiously this time.

Because she was afraid of seeing Mr. Monster again, she did not dare to look up directly. Instead, she stared at the ground and moved forward bit by bit.

Suddenly, the girl's eyes stopped. Under the light of the match, there was a circle of footprints burning with blue flames around her.

Those sheep-like hoof-shaped footprints are definitely those of Mr. Monster.

The little girl couldn't help but swallow her saliva, shrank her head in fear, and didn't dare to look anymore.

However, it didn't take long before the natural curiosity of children took over again, and she carefully explored the surroundings again.

However, as soon as the sight passed over the burning footprints, a pile of sharp claws came into the little girl's sight.

Forehead....

The slightly sluggish girl raised her head stiffly and saw countless scarlet eyes staring at her greedily in the darkness.

That is the look in the eyes of a beast that has been hungry for a long time when it sees its prey.

The frightened little girl once again retreated to the corner and squatted in defense with her head in her hands, shivering. She could already imagine her next ending.

At this moment, the little girl once again remembered the story her grandma once told her.

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"Nanny, you have to remember that you must go home when it gets dark, and return to a place where there is light."

Next to the warm stove, the grandmother knitting a sweater spoke kindly to the little girl.

"Why."

The younger girl asked innocently.

"Because there are monsters in the dark. There are many monsters who specialize in eating children who don't go home after dark. However, monsters are afraid of light. As long as you return home before dark, you will be safe. Lord of Fire

Will protect us."

Grandma explained this.

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"Grandma's words are indeed true. I am going to be eaten by the monster in the dark."

The weak, pitiful and helpless little girl, who could only squat with her head in the corner for defense, thought desperately. She had closed her eyes and did not dare to look at what was going to happen next.

However, one second, two seconds, three seconds...

For a long time, the scene in which she was torn apart like a doll by a monster did not appear. The little girl opened her eyes with fear still lingering. She looked at the monsters outside the footprints and found that they were still surrounding them, not daring to approach her at all.

What are they afraid of?

The little girl, who was a bit precocious because of the cruel life, soon realized this.

Then, she stared down at the footprints surrounding her.

Recalling the sigh she heard before she fell into coma, the little girl seemed to understand something.

"Mr. Monster turns out to be a good man."

As if she had found a backbone, the little girl squatting in the corner showed a sweet smile.

Overcoming the fear, the little girl raised the match in her hand and looked directly at the group of monsters who regarded her as food through the weak firelight. Soon, she found a way out.

It was a road specially vacated by the monsters, just because the footprints burning with blue flames in the center of the road had not been extinguished.

The continuous footprints continued to extend outward, which seemed to be the direction out of the city.

The little girl pushed herself up with some difficulty, enduring the pain that had not completely dissipated in her head. She took out all the matches in her pocket and counted them.

There are 49 left.

"That should be enough."

The little girl said to herself.

Then, with bare feet, the little girl in tattered clothes followed the unburned footprints in the snow, holding a match, and walked towards the outside of the city.

On both sides were rows of tall monsters with different shapes. Most of their bodies were hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly. Only pairs of blood-red eyes were exposed, watching the little girl go away unwillingly.

They can do nothing except put on a scary posture to scare the little girl in the middle of the road.
Chapter completed!