Florida Man in Magus World: Unleashing Liberty and Freedom

The sounds of sobbing women, bloodcurdling screams of tortured men, and crying children echoed outside the north wall. Several Lamia elites took off their clothes and enjoyed the multi-species party, forcing men to take stimulants and drugs to boost their libido.

While feasting on dead humans and engaging in intercourse, a faint popping noise came from the northern forest. One of the Lamias dropped and stopped moving. Nobody paid attention to the dead Lamia as everyone was occupied with breeding and eating.

*BANG* *BANG*

Snake-head Lamias, tasked with leading squads of Lamia warriors, stumbled and collapsed one after another. One of the Lamia champions, in the middle of riding a drugged man, also dropped on top of her victim. Black blood gushed from the dead Lamias, mixing with the red blood of humans. The strong scent of blood and carnal fluids masked the smell.

Thirty minutes into the party, several Lamias had their fill. They stopped breeding and eating to collect their trophies and prepare to retreat. Some of them shook their sleeping friends, warning them about their next tasks.

As they woke the sleepy heads, they noticed their dead comrades.

"EEEEKKK!!" One of the Lamias screamed like a panicking teenager in a horror movie.

As if her voice attracted the grim reaper, a fast-moving object flew into her temple, killing her instantly. The others began paying attention to their surroundings. Seeing the dead bodies of their superior officers and comrades, the entire camp hissed, their eyes sweeping the area for the culprit.

Out of 500, fewer than 400 Lamias were still alive. The bodies of their friends lay with eyes wide open, blood leaking from bullet wounds.

"WE\'RE UNDER ATTACK!" One yelled.

"CAPTAIN IS DEAD!" Several others panicked.

*BANG*

A faint noise from the north was barely audible amid the chaos. Nobody noticed anything.

Unfortunately, a series of coincidences occurred. In a brief moment of silence, 350 surviving Lamias inhaled simultaneously, stopping the noise.

*BANG*

The gunshot echoed, and everyone pinpointed the source by accident.

"THE NORTH!"

Enraged, the monster women grabbed their weapons and charged north, dashing at 60 miles per hour.

As they left the camp, the gunshot sound changed, becoming faster and quieter. A series of 30 gunshot sounds came, followed by 30 bullets.

*POP* *POP* *POP* *POP*

Ten Lamias at the front flinched and bent forward. Seven collapsed while three squirmed in pain. One injured Lamia scooped a metal piece from her chest, grimacing at the hot bullet head.

"What\'s this? A stone in my body?"

Another injured warrior at the front yelled, "BEWARE OF PROJECTILES! RAISE YOUR SHIELDS!!"

The Lamias tightened their formation, forming a phalanx with 20 shield bearers at the front and 100 more shields covering their heads. The tactic worked, but their marching speed halted. Unlike humans, the Lamias couldn\'t slither freely when stacked together.

Despite this, 50 Lamias at the back detached from the formation, spreading to the flanks to distract the mysterious mage.

*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*

The gunshot resumed as soon as the detached groups left cover, each shot downing at least one Lamia.

Some of the Lamias behind the shields spotted a man atop a pine tree, 200 meters away, focused on the west detached unit.

"HE\'S DISTRACTED! NOW! GET THAT MAGE!"

The shield bearers broke formation, charging at the gunman. The man also heard them. He fetched a metallic ball and hurled it in their direction, landing 100 meters away.

The shield carriers sneered, thinking he was throwing stones. They ignored the ball and dashed forward.

*BEEP*

The ball launched a red beacon into the sky. Five giant football-like objects manifested in mid-air, dropping on their location, one crushing a Lamia. All five objects then erupted in flame.

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Beacon Password Note

Password: UP, RIGHT, DOWN, UP

Result: Dropping five live napalm warheads around the beacon.

Advice: Stay at least 100 meters away from the blast radius unless you can survive 2000 Fahrenheit.

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Felix giggled after tossing the emergency beacon at the group of 300 shielded Lamias. He remained on the tree, returning his focus to the west Lamia group. He pulled the M1903\'s bolt, ejecting a used cartridge.

The M1903, with the new mana-piercing rounds, proved effective against the tough-skinned monsters, unlike modern NATO rounds, which had a 50/50 chance of killing them if the bullets didn\'t hit their bones first.

Using a WWII relic to kill these Lamias frustrated Felix. He wished for an automatic rifle or machine gun.

"Man, I wish I had a better gun."

*BANG*

Pulling the trigger while complaining, Felix claimed another life.

*BOOM*

The napalm bombs erupted, creating a wall of flame, turning the platoon of 300 Lamias into BBQ snakes. Ignoring the firework, Felix calmly aimed at the 25th Lamia on the west group and pulled the trigger.

*BANG*

The bullet went through the head of last Lamia, clearing the west side. However, 25 Lamias from the east were already onto him, just 50 meters away.

Felix hummed, pulled out another emergency beacon, input the same password, and dropped it at the foot of his tree. He stood atop the pine tree and put away his gun.

*BEEP*

The beacon activated, shooting a red beam into the sky. The last group of Lamias surrounded Felix, climbing the tree to grab him.

Felix ignored the impending doom, looking up at the sky. Five bombs, which should have been dropped from an aircraft, were 3D-printed in mid-air. In two seconds, they were finished and released.

One Lamia grabbed Felix\'s pants, tearing them and revealing his round and smooth bottom and long Johnson. Two more Lamias seized his legs.

Felix remained unperturbed. He smiled and announced, opening his arms,

"Ladies, I bring you… democracy!"

The five bombs erupted into a mushroom flame, devouring everyone, including Felix.