Chapter 1772: with translation of chapter title

Gate of Great Sin

Seven Great Demon Kings

Olympian Elves/Angels

Celestial Bodies (maybe skip; but I'll include)

At the center is the seal of the seven Olympian fairies/angels; above it are the astrological symbols for the celestial bodies each governs; around each seal, written in English, are the names of the seven demons and the sins they correspond to; below the seal, the rank of that sin in Purgatory is written in Arabic numerals.

The seal has no power; it merely serves as a symbol of authority, but when the emblem on the Gate of Great Sin shines, it signifies the return of the 'Crown of Great Sin'.

Just like now, the verdant emblem located slightly below the center of the gate not only radiates splendid light, but also casts that light over all 'qualified ones' in the entire Hei'an region.

Crown of Great Sin

The Gate of Seven Sins has already made preparations to welcome the 'qualified ones'; they need only arrive here, touch the gate, and they can initiate the trial of succession.

Called a trial, it is in fact simply a direct infusion of the power of the 'Lust' sin crown.

Those who can withstand it become the new king; those who fail will turn into data accumulated on the gate.

Just like the process of obtaining an X-form, the Digital World has many such simple and brutal trials.

Succession Ceremony

Of course, now that resources in the Digital World have unprecedentedly expanded, Digimon find it hard to be bound by the self-destruct process that comes with the X-program; it is equivalent to a controllable choice of heavenly tribulation.

Succession Trial

Those unwilling to take that risk simply stay honest at this stage—the main Digital World has many fully evolved and ultimate Digimon qualified to challenge the X-program's self-destruct, yet they still lack an X-form precisely for this reason.

But in the Hei'an region, such a choice rarely needs to be mentioned.

Only by moving forward can one live longer—this is a long-held saying among the inhabitants of the Hei'an region.

Furthermore, even reaching the ultimate level does not mean one can rest easy, after all there is a warlike demon king here.

However, that demon king has been gone for a long time, and although the newly appointed demon king is equally warlike, … there remains a gap among the strong.

Even if one has the desire of gluttony, not being strong enough to devour everything would be somewhat embarrassing.

The Digimon who have seen the previous demon king all know this clearly, but nobody will bring it up.

After all, as a certain smiling esper once said, 'My becoming weaker doesn't mean you become stronger'; the demon king bearing the Crown of Great Sin still possesses strength far surpassing that of an ordinary ultimate, and the secret to longevity is to keep one's mouth shut, not to say what shouldn't be said—unless you are a Holy Beast. Fallen Form, such a jerk.

"Can this succession ceremony select a decent Digimon?"

"Don't let it end up like the Gluttony crown, falling into the hands of a barely adequate guy."

Hei'an Region (already)

Although it sounds like something a deaf person would say, the posture of raising weapons is also the standard gear for a deaf person before battle, but don't underestimate that blond deaf person! He is capable of entering an English literature major, after graduation becoming a translator, a top student deaf person; by comparison, Beelzebumon. X is merely an illiterate Digimon.

Ultimate Level

Thick, long legs crossed on the long table where black mist spreads; the Holy Beast. Fallen Form shows no respect whatsoever to the four-winged red-faced figure baring its teeth.

Gluttonous Desire

"Having to show up here with an X-evolution status really lowers the tone of this table."

Smiling Esper

It was precisely when he shoved the Gluttony Flame into the gun barrel, aiming at that neutral face bearing both divine and demonic aspects, that a sudden sneeze erupted, whipping up a fierce gust and dirty saliva and snot, forcing him to hastily retract the gun evolved from Eggplant, the Last Supper.

"The air here… ah… ah… um," like there's still an itchy nose and some noises that make people tense, the Leviathan Beast, already having shrunk its body to a crocodilian form a thousand times smaller, tapped its nose, "Really dry."

"Haven't seen each other in a while, do we have to fight here?" The Demon God Beast, elbow on the table, fist propping up its cheek, upon hearing the first half thought it was going to be a peacemaker, but the next sentence was:

"What's the point if we don't see blood? Otherwise, let me draw you a straight road to Babel Tower."

It asked Beelzebumon. X, leaving the latter momentarily astonished, feeling… no, perhaps there's no need to doubt, the Demon God Beast does not conceal its malice.

English Literature Major

It is merely a kind-hearted pragmatic beast, unable to stand idle talk here, and gladly lends a hand.

By contrast, the furry little beast half‑eyed, slumped in the chair on the blue emblem, rather dislikes this kind of opening.

"Getting together once is not easy, do you really have to be like this?" Belphemon. Sleep Form, always in a state of being sealed and bound, its direct manifestation being the chains encircling its body and its overly small, cute physique.

Holy Beast. Fallen Type

How the adult in its angry state is another matter; in its sealed state it consistently embodies the sin of Sloth, not only speaking softly, having a lazy demeanor, but also striving to avoid any trouble.

Even now it sighs in a weary, lifeless manner, then immediately turns to ask the Barbamon seated diagonally opposite.

"Big Beard, won't you take care of it?"

"I'm just an old man who can't even protect the lady's life and has to support the new miss in inheriting the lady's work; how could I meddle in the conflict between that gentleman and that young warrior?"

"What kind of titles are these? Did you learn them in the human world?"

Although he can sleep a thousand years each time and wake up to see changes day by day, Belphemon's recent awakenings have been spaced closely, and he has cultivated a super‑old‑timer consciousness that does not instinctively think, 'The Digital World has another strange new trend again.'

Instead, he thinks of the human forces growing ever stronger in the Hei'an region, and thus feels that anything he doesn't understand must be related to those people.

It's just like seeing an old gentleman from the city come to the village, build factories, villas, and entertainment centers, then attribute every unfamiliar concept to 'villagers who have learned from the city.'

"You should also move around more, Belphemon. The accumulation of a thousand years of sloth always ends up being just a few days' burst of fury, which is truly not worth it."

"Is being able to move for a few days not enough for you to make arrangements? Long Beard, do you also want to replace me just like you did with Lilithmon. X?"

"I've always felt that your misunderstanding of me is too deep, Belphemon; this isn't good, especially now that a new lady is about to arrive."

"Stop saying useless things, Barbamon."

Lying on the bench whose specifications resemble a recliner, the Leviathan Beast, after sneezing several more times, has grown accustomed to this incorporeal mental conference room where only habit remains; yet it also pays no heed to the two on the other side—Holy Beast. Fallen Form and Beelzebumon. X—whose conflict was interrupted by its sneezes, and immediately interrupts Barbamon's speech.

"How many Lilithmon will come this time to contend for the Crown of Great Sin? Have you tallied them?"

Demon God Beast: "Speaking of this, I even recall that in a previous demon king army report, that pair of human siblings had a Lilithmon under them."

Leviathan Beast: "Human siblings' subordinates? Hah? You wouldn't be suggesting that among the Seven Great Demon Kings there will appear one who serves humans, would you?"

"If we don't intervene, it's not impossible," Barbamon shrugged, stroking his long beard, "Those human siblings are quite skilled at raising Digimon; although that miss had little presence in that black‑market battle, I've been keeping an eye on her."

Her quality is not inferior to the native existence in this Hei'an area of ours.

"Granting the Crown of Great Sin, there's no time left for whether to submit or not," said the Light Beast, Fallen Type, Indifferent Way, "The Gate of Great Sin will bring the most direct change to their Digital Cores."

"The process of refining the Digital Core is not absolute," reminded Barba Beast, "Don't forget why the previous Beelzebub Beast removed its crown."

"..." Beelzebub Beast X remained silent, for that shadow which still loomed over his head even after stepping down, he wanted to tear it apart more than anyone.

"As for the list of challengers participating in this trial, I am indeed still tallying it; after three more Hei'an tides of the Wall of Sighs, there will be results."

Leviathan Beast: "If that's the case, then there's nothing more to say; let's talk about the main business."

"Main business..." Belphegor Beast slowly closed its eyes, "I'm just waiting for a chance to exert myself; the rest I leave to you."

"With your attitude, sooner or later your emblem will also be shoved into the Gate of Great Sin." scoffed the Demon God Beast.

However, that Digital Beast whose form lies between that of a little black sheep and a little black bear is completely indifferent.

"If it's needed to achieve that Super Demon King of all sins, I also have nothing to resist."

(End of Chapter)