I'm Actually Not Overpowered!

'Ah, shit... my transformation became undone...'

I realized I was screwed once the tough-looking Demon figured out my identity as a human.

'Oh, crap!' Panic slowly squirmed to break free within me.

And just when I was about to use my usual arrogant tone of authority, this happened. If this wasn't bad luck, I had no idea what it was.

Just to be clear, I didn't come here to thoughtlessly flex. That would be a dumb move on my part.

No, I had a good reason for this.

That involved using myself as bait, to distract the Demon General, so everyone else could enter Dulum.

They were all within the Earth Golems, who basically looked like rocks from a particular angle. Thanks to the destruction I caused, the massive Golems could pass as debris—I suppose.

In any case, if the attention of my opponent was on me, the smokescreen of dust and devastation would give everyone the leeway of entering Dulum.

It was a simplistic plan, but the only one I could think of.

The initial plan was to run away as soon as I caused enough chaos.

If everyone chased me, their focus would not be on the rest. However, after realizing a much more effective solution, I went with that instead.

—The Art of Bullshitting.

My ultimate technique that had the greatest power in my arsenal. I could use it as both a passive skill and an active skill.

With this in mind, I set out my plan.

Starting with a Mana Bomb I made by embedding runic inscriptions on an object, allowing it to constantly absorb Mana till it reached critical point, I created the explosion.

Afterward, my Title [The One Who Unifies All] came into play.

Thanks to it, I could cause my audience to be in complete awe of me and show me respect—irrespective of Race.

Of course, if any member of my audience possessed a higher Level than me, they could resist the Title's absolute effect. It still had some persuasive effects on them, regardless.

I knew all this because Damien used the Title's effect to resolve conflicts with those more powerful than he was, by making them more succeptable to his suggestions.

So, back to topic, I used the Title to make the survivors of the Mana Bomb explosion stay still—since I was stronger than all of them—and proceeded to kill them without any resistance.

It truly was an Overpowered Title. That was why I was surprised I got it in my first round. Crazy, right?

However, as expected, the Demon General didn't seem too affected by the Title's absolute effect.

I mean, he was a Middle Class Demon who had a whooping Level 100—the max for them.

I shuddered at the mere thought of crossing blades or fists with him.

His face showed anger, telling me enough to know how screwed I was. Fortunately, his body's reaction made it evident that he was already succumbing to the Title's passive effects.

If I just kept going, I could have nabbed him and bought enough time—running away, afterwards.

Unfortunately, my [Dragon Transformation] became undone. Once that happened, the jig was up.

'I'm dead. I'm dead. I'm dead.' Sweat almost burst out of my skin as I watched the dark-lion Demon glare at me with shock.

Of course, after the shock wore out, he would be coming for my life.

I had a few countermeasures in place, but if I used them up now... how would I win the battle as a whole?

All the audience around were dead, a d I could see a distinct separation between each camp. None interfered with the other, so if I chose to use everything I had, how would I inspire fear in the hearts of the Demon Army as a whole.

There was literally no reason to exert myself so much—except to preserve my life.

'I think that's enough of a reason, though.' More gulps escaped my internal self as I swallowed saliva.

"You... just who are you?" The Demon General finally spoke.

'Eeeeek!!!' His deep voice was enough to make me shiver to my bones.

This macho dude had an aura of dominance that made Lilith seem like child's play in comparison.

His twisted horns and menacing eyes told me he meant business.

'Fortunately, he still looks cautious of me. Haa... I better play my cards right!'

My survival depended on it.

"The Adventurers gave you more problems than you bargained for, didn't they? With those weapons of theirs..."

"Your point?" The Demon General's growl interrupted my speech, almost making making me to squeak under the pressure.

'Have some balls, Sam! Do what you need to do!'

I had to believe—have faith in the ultimate power of Bullshitting. All this time...

... It was yet to fail me!

"They're made from a Dragon's corpse, those weapons. Who do you think slew the beast?"

I noticed how the Demon's eyes twitched, despite how he tried to hide it.

"You're bluffing."

"Even after seeing my form, you still utter such words of disbelief. I suppose that is simply to offer comfort to yourself."

The Demon's face scrunched in both frustration and more reflection.

It seemed I was slowly reeling him in.

'No, Sam. Not yet! I cant afford to be careless now!'

Any wrong move, and all my hard work would be for nothing!

"It is impossible for humans to beat Dragons."

A smile formed on my face—confident and haughty. I made sure to prepare my most condescending tone while maintaining my pose of superiority.

"Hehe... hehehe... hahaha... hahaha!!!"

The Demon looked more annoyed than ever. I was frightened, but I made sure my deep, condescending laughter kept going.

Laughing in front of my enemy made it seem like he was of no consequence to me.

[Five Seconds Rule] was active, and I made sure a couple of them were also ready—just in case things went south.

"Do not confine me to your mundane logic, you mere Demon."

My gaze narrowed and my smile grew cold. With a stern look of warning focused on him, I took a step forward and watched as he took one backwards.

"W-who... just who are you to utter such arrogant words?!" His bark was loud, but there was no threat in it.

At this point, I was assured of my victory.

"I'm the Legendary Dragon Slayer."