I'm Actually Not Overpowered!

'Who... is... that?!'

As the human's icy gaze pierced her, the female Demon found herself getting anxious. Her confidence was slowly dissipating.

The Middle-Class Demon couldn't even maintain eye contact with the man for too long, so she looked beyond him.

Her eyes noticed several other humans—all unarmed as they watched the whole scene play out.

They were a safe distance from the carnage wrought by the human, yet their lackadaisical attitudes were questionable.

It was almost as if they were in no danger at all.

It was beyond what she could understand.

'Humans weak. Humans dead. Humans lose!'

That was what she had thought.

But what was playing out in front of her was beyond her calculations.

"The time has come, Demon..." The human splattered the leftover blood, that dripped from his blade, on the ground.

His cold gaze did not leave her.

"... Time to die."

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'Alright! Looks like the stage I set up is finally ready.'

Before I left the settlement for my mission in Dulum, I made sure to erect a large illusion barrier around our walls.

That way, it would create a duplicate settlement and serve as an illusion to trick our enemies.

Upon returning one day prior to the invasion, I also set up a few things and gathered my people—informing them of the incoming assault.

Of course, this caused them to place me on an even higher pedestal than before. They just had to consider me even more powerful than before.

'Good grief.' I nearly sighed as I looked at the army that spread out behind the Demon.

'I've practically used up all the energy in my blade, so it's worthless now. Plus, even though I defeated these ones and got some Level Ups, fighting for too long has exhausted me quite a bit.'

I was now Level 69 thanks to the sacrifice of the one hundred and fifty-seven Demons that came after me.

'Their Levels were low, and I could defeat them in one strike, but I guess it's because of their sheer number that I Leveled Up so many times...'

Well, the Hero had Bonus EXP for slaying Demons especially, so that must have also contributed to it.

'Level 69, eh? That's actually very strong.'

I looked at the enemy with a condescending gaze as I knew the moment for retribution was near.

Unfortunately for me, a Demon's base stats were still higher than a human's, so being Level 69 didn't make me superior to a Level 50 Middle-Class Demon.

'I have more Skills, though a lot of them are in cooldown due to overexertion...'

There was no use overthinking things too much, though.

In the end, I simply had to fulfill my mission.

'We're at the crux. This is it... the moment of truth!'

>WHOOOSSHH!!!<

I appeared on the ground, a small distance from the Mid-Demon, who was still surprised by what was happening.

'The Lower Demons recognize me, and after seeing me make a show of their dead comrades, they won't dare attack me. They might even want to retreat, but...'

I gave them all a condescending glare, my blue eyes glowing with power.

"If any one of you moves a single step from your position... you're dead!"

Surely, they understood what I meant. Their shaky bodies testified to that fact.

"Now, then, vile Demon... shall we begin?" I smiled, taking confident strides as my body slowly approached hers.

"We'll act as representatives of our respective sides. Human versus Demons."

"Y-you stupid. You fool! Humans no beat Demons! Demon win Humans!" Her bellow rang of broken pride.

As expected, the Mid-Demon had poor use of words. She must have grown up without education—a common trait among poor or powerless Demons in their society.

'Even then...' I took a critical look at her, examining the feral being from head to toe.

'... Why in the world is she naked?!'

Other than her blackened hands and legs, also the horns and tails she had, the Demon looked like a grown lady.

That meant her boobs were just exposed for all eyes to see.

I didn't even dare look any lower, for the fear of what I might see, but she truly didn't have any clothes on.

'This is crazy! Mid-Demons are primitive compared to Upper ones, but this is too much!'

I could feel something within me rise, and it wasn't anger.

'Even Humans wear clothes in this world, and she isn't! Her Demon Core is even obvious to see. What the heck?!'

Even though the blade I currently wielded was useless, I could feel another one rising up to the occasion.

'No! Not here! That would be so embarrassing!' I told my body.

Thankfully, it obeyed my will thanks to [Freedom Of Expression]

'Alright, easy breaths Sam!'

The Mid-Demon was flustered, and the Lower ones weren't moving.

This was the perfect chance to strike!

'So what if my blade is useless? I'll simply use my hands!' Deciding to go 'Full Brawler' on my adversary, I returned my weapon to Inventory.

The moment I did this, the Mid-Demon charged at me at full speed.

'She's fast!'

Her body was coated with Miasma, and I could feel its intensity the closer she got to me.

But, other than that...

'Her boobs are jiggling as she's running! What the heck! Those things are weapons on their own! Did she get naked because of that fact? Is it a battle strategy?!'

... I could really feel myself get drawn into her bosom.

Of course, that didn't stop my body from doing the necessary.

>WHUM!<

Sharply dodging her sharp claw strike, I folded my arms and gave a quick counterattack in the form of an Elbow Jab.

"KUARKKK!!" Saliva poured out of the Demon's mouth as I sent her flying with a single hit.

Unsurprisingly, she sharply regained her stance as her feet dragged themselves on the bare floor.

'Ain't no way I'm letting you go now!' Grinning internally, I dashed at her.

>WHOOOSH!!!<

With our positions now reversed, I intended on inflicting the same kind of pain she gave my people.

It was the least I could do as the Hero.

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