SCP Steve, containment breach

A makeshift matchbox in a small, confined space is small enough.

Isn't it common knowledge that hell is hot in a sultry and humid environment?

The irresistible weak human Leif privately thought that although he had been up to Akina Mountain and down the Quantum Sea, he should barely be considered a weak human in front of Steve, who could easily crush his shoulder blades with his bare hands.

Besides, are there any other humans here besides him?

So, what happens to a defenseless Foundation task force and a cubeman who thinks "the sword is gone, and someone will fight me" in this fun environment that perfectly fits the color of the neon JK locker room

The more Leif thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and it was really degrading to the Foundation to sit back and play the game of the Great Master with Steve, so, after the sound outside had stopped for a while, Leif tried to pat Steve, who was about to overlap with him, and asked:

"Mr. Steve, there's no movement outside, do you want to..?" The cubeman narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned over the wall and listened for a moment, then pulled out his pickaxe and dug open a block and poked his head out. "

"Click"

An arrow hit him in the head.

Leif's eyelids jumped, and he looked like a 360-degree turn of his head like a nobody~ Fu couldn't help but say:

"Are you alright?

"It hurts a little bit that you don't have armor piercing. "

"Click"

With another crisp bone thud, a silver arrow plunged into the back of Steve's head, and the arrow from the head completed the rendezvous in a hollow place.

Leif broke out in a cold sweat.

"Is it really okay?"

Steve pulled out a piece of steak that was now a little hard to swallow and stuffed it into his mouth, and with the sound of a time management master who was about to click happily, he solved a steak the size of his forearm in less than five seconds.

"It's okay, I'm full, I'll be back in a while. "

Steve opens the ender chest, pulls out a set of snowballs, and gives half of them to Leif.

"It's a good thing to have a little white shoot me in the face, it shows that we won. This ghast of hell is simply vulnerable, come and take it. "

He pointed to the snowball and said:

"This thing doesn't hurt much, but the knockout effect is very strong, it's too troublesome for me to take the sword and chop them down one by one, so it's convenient to use this to directly smash them into the void. "

With that, a snowball was thrown, smashing the skeleton archer who had accurately sniped Steve twice a few meters away and falling into the void.

Although it is not a place, it is a kind of void, and it is easy to swallow a few Xiaobai with the void damage that even Steve can't bear.

Leif nodded, and threw the snowball at the window that Steve had dug out.

The white and flawless MC precious sphere drew a graceful trajectory in the air, and the face of Nishiki who landed was confused with a click.

The Heavenly Demon only felt that his body was light, and a force majeure force suddenly struck, pressing him into the floating rock in the distance, and he couldn't buckle it.

The Heavenly Demon didn't know what blood mold he had poured today, and if there was a yellow calendar in Hell, he must see if it was not suitable to travel today.

An hour, an hour, he had close contact with the stone three times, and you and I were the demon of heaven or the demon of earth.

My slender arms and legs, my wide and beautiful wings, and my handsome face.

You're ruthless too

I finally caught the curse blue and caught me, Bo Gang grabbed the spell blue, I seized the opportunity of Bogang's nesting doll to sneak out of the gecko with a broken tail, and in the blink of an eye, it was into the stone again.

Damn, it's too late

Ximu crawled out with his body bold, and saw the curse blue manipulating the pumice stone lightly, his tongue didn't spit out, his eyes didn't blink, he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, and floated over like a human immortal.

When I passed by him, I glanced at myself with disdain.

"Idiot. "

Nishiki was in a hurry.

As soon as he remembered it, he was pressed back by Bo Gang's paw.

The mountain-sized green demon's two paws swung wildly like a dog's plan, which looked particularly funny, but it was unexpectedly useful, and the speed gradually caught up with the deliberately pretending to be unfathomable, not to mention, and there was a tendency to surpass. But Rao was like this, and Bo Gang also stopped halfway, pressed Ximu into the crack of the stone with one hand, and took a mouthful of saliva.

"Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting"

Nishiki was stupid.

By this time, Curse Blue had arrived at the floating rock in front of the gates of Hell.

Dressed in a Taoist robe, he already had an elegant aura that was different from the other seven demons, coupled with his slow speaking speed and the four small hands that always looked like they were sealing, except that his face was a little abstract, he really looked no different from a human.

But what is no different from a human is precisely what the Foundation considers to be the most dangerous

Monster.

Seeing Curse Blue and the two monsters behind him approaching, Leif was prepared for the worst.

He leaned his back against the gates of hell, a tape recorder in one hand and the trigger of a pistol in the other.

It doesn't matter if he can't shoot a pistol to death, or if he can't die, he will commit suicide, and he can't leak anything about the Foundation anyway.

Curse Blue narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Steve, and saw that he was unresponsive, before releasing his brow.

Forget it, it's just a small human movement, it doesn't matter.

Curse Lan squatted down slightly, made a not-so-standard ceremonial gesture, and said to the person and god in front of him:

"Welcome to Demon Hell, Humans, and ...... Is this a cube immortal?"

Can talk?

Steve frowned, keenly catching the message in Curse Blue's words.

This is a demonic hell?

Demon hell is also hell, this doesn't matter for the time being, he can actually speak?

Piglin?

No, piglins are so cute, this thing is long......... Well, it's angular, not too ugly.

Since it's a piglin, can it be traded? I can trade a piglin without wearing a little gold shoe, it's rare.

Steve subconsciously wanted to take out the gold ingot, and said arrogantly, I want them all. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

But suddenly I found that I didn't have any money.

Ender chests have limited space and are usually only filled with valuable or functional items, such as snowballs, pistons, nether hearts, and Ender's special purple slime set parts......

Anyway, this girl still wants to surprise me, and she can only take one and put everything in the unshadowed box, so I didn't find out......

Forget it, don't demolish her.

How could such a box containing valuables contain gold ingots?

It's just a set of gold nuggets, and there's no row of noodles.

Things get awkward, but Steve isn't someone who will let it go easily.

What I want, I must get it

So at least let me look at the offer first to confirm that I don't want .........

"It's not Daisen, it's Steve. How do you sell your stuff here, do you have ghast tears?"

Curse Blue's heart was shocked.

Willing to make a deal with demons?

It seems that this is a good person who does not distinguish between good and evil

But then again, what is ghast tears?

Seeing that Curse Blue and Bogang Ximu who came with him looked confused, Steve continued to explain with a glimmer of hope:

"It's the tears of the ghasts in hell. "

Tears from the ghasts of hell.

ghasts can be approximately equal to demons, which may just be called differently in modern society, but demonic tears......

Curse Blue glanced at Nishiki and Ha Gon, and met their gaze. []

Apparently, they were thinking the same thing.

They don't shed tears.

Wrong

The idea king of the Demon Hell, Ximu, reacted suddenly, and flew backwards with a surprised face, without flying two steps, he quickly turned back and beckoned at Curse Blue and Bogang.

"Brother Curse Blue, Sister Bogang, we don't shed tears, but there are people among the demons who will.

"You mean ........."

Spell Blue's eyes flashed.

At this moment, the past of the eight demons imprisoned in hell together, the fight when he was bored, and all kinds of experiences came to his eyes.

Spell Blue closed his eyes, turned around, and said to Steve in a righteous voice

"Ghast tears, yes, but.........

He held up a hand.

"You'll have to wait. I've got to find a way to make her cry.

Spell Blue: "It's time to decide, what do you think?" "

Nishiki Tsuyoshi: "That's right, let's do it, we've decided." "

A demon: "Are you polite?".