I'm Actually Not Overpowered!

[Hours Earlier]

With the Hero's sudden disappearance, the Adventurers of Dulum were faced with a grim prospect.

At first glance, it appeared they had two options, but in reality… only one existed.

One was to wait for the Hero's arrival, hoping he would solve the problem upon his return.

However, as the demon army progressed with their march—nearly reaching the City's gates, Zabdel realized that the second option was actually their sole option.

"We fight! There's no other option."

Although, Zabdel felt extremely disappointed, there was no bitterness nor hatred within him.

He had simply resigned himself to fate.

"Not only is it impossible to flee, but the enemy forces also far supersede us all. In the end, all we can do is to fight our hardest. Even if we will be defeated, we will go down fighting."

His words sounded suicidal, but he was correct. As the Vice Guild-master, it pained him the most that he had to face such a bleak reality, but…

"T-the Hero… Sam will definitely come back!" Sarah blurted out, unable to control her raging emotions any longer.

Zabdel turned to look at the young priestess and smiled. Even now, he admired her complete trust in the Hero.

'Can I really be like that…?' The Vice Guildmaster wondered, contemplating the adversity that was upon them.

"Then, when he arrives… it's best he sees us fighting our hardest, don't you think?"

Zabdel's words seem to strike a chord in Sarah's heart, as she seemed dazed for a moment. She then pulled herself together and finally decided to join the Adventurers in repelling the demon forces.

It was an impossible battle, but they had to do their best—or die trying.

*

*

*

The Adventurers and Hero's Forces were spread to the four corners of the city.

Twenty five Golems each, were positioned respectively in the cardinal areas, and the demons were positioned in like manner so as to ensure fairness and a fair distribution of their forces.

Sarah and Zabdel stationed themselves at the North Gate. Lilith stayed at the South. Byron, alongside some top-tier Adventurers stayed in the West, while Lucy and other top Adventurers took to the East.

The assignment of positions based on power and number was to ensure that each cardinal point had an equal chance when facing the enemy.

"Why can't we just focus on one point in the city. If we win, we can all escape from that area. Wouldn't it make more sense that way?" The one who asked this was Asa.

Her concerns about the sheer impossibility of winning kept troubling her, so she had to speak up.

"It's impossible to escape. Even if we concentrate our forces on one area, we'd still be hard pressed to win. The time spent fighting just a single wave will allow the other three to infiltrate our town and conquer our flanks as well as our rear."

Worst case scenario would be if they got sandwiched by the enemy. Yes, that would be extremely terrible.

"Also, we're not fast enough to outrun the enemy's forces as a group. Many Adventurers may be able to escape, but even then…'

The gap in the physical abilities of a human and a demon was astronomical. Not only did the latter possess more speed and agility, they also had better stamina.

There really was no feasible means of escape.

"So, we have to stay… and fight?!"

That was all they could do, really. Upon reaching that consensus, the people quickly got to work.

Unfortunately for them, they were marching to their deaths.

*

*

*

[The West]

Byron and the small army he led were nervous.

Beads of sweat appeared on their faces as they stared at the large gates that stood before them.

Somehow, the gates didn't seem as large as Byron recalled it to be.

The gates that had seemed so high and mighty and had inspired confidence in the citizens, now seemed too feeble to protect those who gazed upon it.

The humans stayed within the confines of the city's walls, sending the Golems as their first line of defense.

Against the primal forces of the Lower-Class demons, it was best to systematically attack and chip away their power in a strategic manner. Given their numbers, this was their best option in this case.

No one could afford to waste their energy!

'Huu… everyone is relying on me! I have to do my best… at least, until HE returns.'

Since Byron was the leader of a settlement, he had seen his fair share of hardship and demon Invasions—though this one trumped everything he had seen exponentially.

"Prepare yourselves, everyone!" The man roared, steeling his muscles and preparing his heart for the calamity to came.

And then it happened—

>BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!<

Hundreds of flaming meteors cascaded on the Western portion of Dulum, leveling everything to the ground.

Byron and his soldiers did not even get a chance to prove their worth as Adventurers or even humans.

In the end, both the Golem and the human forces were wiped out by the deathly wave of the fiery meteorites.

It was quite literally the end for them.

*

*

*

"Ah, shucks… I wanted to keep some of them." A grinning demon spoke with slight agitation.

Even then, her smile did not fade.

"Don't be like that, Kiko. If you're fortunate, the others could have spared a few humans. Maybe they have some you can use as pets." Another demon appeared—a striking gentleman with blazing red hair and one ominous horn sticking out from the center of his forehead.

"That didn't mean you had to kill them all, Pierrus!" The demon called Kiko responded.

Although she was smiling, one could detect an undertone of anger.

"It's just more efficient to do it this way. Since the leader gave us the go-ahead to interfere, I chose the option that produced the best result in the shortest amount of time. In essence, you're welcome…"

"Tch. You and your damn utilitarianism…"

Kiko didn't bother arguing with Pierrus. He was a stubborn idiot who stuck to his belief in utility and efficiency.

"Welp, it looks like we're done here. I better hurry to look for survivors."

"Yeah… you do that. I'll just wait here. Or should I just return to the camp? Nah, I'll wait here. Have fun."

And thus, standing atop the ashes of the once courageous and determined humans, the demons conversed casually.

Nothing about the sight of despair, death, or destruction seemed consequential to these agents of chaos.