Chapter 1857

title: NO. 472：Insomnia-inducing sleep form

Demon King

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War King

Is it the king who gently governs the people called the demon tribe?

Or is it merely a title used to describe the supremely strong and evil?

In a broad sense, the composition of the Seven Great Demon Kings can encompass all the aforementioned categories.

Lilith Beast

Importantly, the Demon King as believed by Belphemon is merely power, merely a synonym for ease.

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Belphemon's (the Sin of Sloth) living condition is just like that.

Long, tranquil slumber, silently awaiting the offering of those who crave its power, or waking naturally at the appointed time, then venting everywhere an inexhaustible vigor and dissatisfaction—then continuing to sleep, thus cycling.

Not even thinking is needed; only need to eat continuously in sleep, upon waking destroy, after destroying continue to sleep, and in sleep continue to eat!

Pure and reassuring, powerful and at ease!

Although the notion of 'no need to think' is certainly seen as a side effect by many proud humans, the Digimon of the Hei'an Region rarely have such thoughts.

Dark Area

Dark Area

What's wrong with drooling! Such a strong endpoint! You take yours and drool too!

That life, compared to the survival-of-the-fittest in the Hei'an Region and the highly cutthroat atmosphere brought by the myriad creatures vying for freedom under frosty skies, is far more comfortable, alright!

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Belphemon can, in its fury form, slap its chest and loudly roar that it was born to enjoy this blessing!

Even if afterwards they die together with their predecessor in the slumber form, it's still a thrill beyond this life!

Astamon, also Belphemon, also Crown of the Great Sin

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Astamon, Ultimate, Demon Man type. Etymology Astaroth, the 29th demon among the seventy-two demons of Solomon, and also the fertility goddess worshipped by the ancient Phoenicians (Sidonians); as a Digimon, however, it is the noble lord of the Hei'an region who commands the evil demon Digimon army.

Cruel to enemies, loving to comrades, this leader's charm gives it many followers】

Past experiences are fleeting clouds; when it evolves into Ultimate Belfimon (Sleep Form), the ultimate endpoint it aspired to has been realized.

At last it can set aside its countless worries, set aside the incessant socializing that forces it to appear composed and thoughtful, and fall into an eternal dream of tranquility——

——How did I end up caught in this meeting?

What the hell is that damn hermaphrodite still saying?

What does it mean to fight human warriors?!

Bushi! Gomen'er! What the hell are you doing with the potion?!

Belfimon's heart surged with shock and waves, but to say it would immediately speak up and withdraw—it didn't have that courage, after all, the discussion over there had already proceeded in a highly abbreviated manner, directly asking for results, making the dialogue sound like a riddle and having progressed more than halfway.

Thus, some Digimon's hearts began to feel the bleak autumn wind.

The soft, tender heart wavered between 'If I bring up withdrawal now, will I be silenced?' and 'Maybe I still have a chance to hop on some grand plan's bandwagon.'

Indeed, it didn't really believe the latter, after all the Hei'an region has existed here for who knows how many thousands of years, and it's already gone through several big cycles; talk of unprecedented advantages…… it didn't believe that even back when it was Astamon.

Not even the time when the former Sloth King, whom it originally served, was killed is clear; although this is largely because Belfimon indeed doesn't need the Demon King's army, its own legion largely borrows the other's name just to get by, relying on its own painstaking management over the years—it's essentially its own private army, so naturally it has little overlap with the previous Sloth King.

But!

But a generation of Demon Kings was suddenly taken out by the Royal Knights!

How scary!

Although the opportunity came knocking and allowed no hesitation, it also made him wonder what the Demon King was preparing to provoke those terrifying Royal Knights, but his rush to ascend relied on the natural law that the Royal Knights would not interfere in the Hei'an region.

Not something like 'I want to join the Demon King's forces and do better than the previous king!'

Can such words even be spoken?

Just because the Fallen Form of Lightmon and the Demon God Beast both show an OOC gentle demeanor, do you dare say that?

Instead, it became even more afraid.

The worldview, patched together from the images of Barbamon, Beelzebumon, and Lilimon, is still teetering on the brink of collapse; even if remnants of the Ultimate-level mindset from decades ago linger in the mind, it's still a complete mess.

By the time it came to its senses, the Fallen Form of Lightmon was already encouraging Lilimon and then looking toward it.

After confirming the status of all assistants, it was just praise and farewell—a routine it knew well from its days as Astamon and legion commander, sensing that the meeting was approaching its closing segment.

If it doesn't speak up to withdraw now, there will be no chance to do so later.

Even if it understands this……

Faced with those azure eyes identical to a human's, Belfimon (Sleep Form) still kept its eyes closed in sleep, and after a moment of silence, let out a nasal sound.

Counting as a response.

"Then let's disband."

"..."

Quite straightforward, gazing at the multi-winged back that vanished first before the seats, the black lamb in its cub form wanted to sigh but couldn't, and just as it was about to return to the sealing altar in the same way—it saw a claw covered in black fibers and silver metal resting on the table.

"... What's the matter? Great... Beelzebumon."

The honorific 'adult' that was about to blurt out was forcibly corrected by a sudden surge of inner strength, and Belfimon only then realized its current identity; fortunately, this sleeping posture shows no trace of emotional fluctuation.

Precisely because of that, it can let its mind wander freely and perceive everything.

"Do you want to withdraw?"

"What?"

Back then, someone had me ask you this—don't worry about being overheard by others, and you should know I've never been interested in forming cliques.

The three‑eyed figure wearing a half‑mask, just as his words suggested, was full of undisguised annoyance: "So, answer me—do you want to quit or not?"

Do you want to leave that arrogant, ever‑more‑extravagant lunatic?

——

Ba er, isn't this question too direct?

Aren't you supposed to call me Beelzebub? Digimon only address each other by their current forms.

I'm not a Digimon either, and there's no one around here.

Talking to himself, his tone shifting obviously, as if imitating a two‑person conversation—this is the Beelzebub beast slowly appearing in Chen's eyes.

And when his figure fully solidified, he began greeting himself with a friendly smile, saying, "Yo! Chen, you're here!"—at that moment, Chen somewhat understood what the Gui She meant when they'd say, "Goosebumps all over."

So he didn't reply, just nodded and said, "There really is no one else here."

Then, in the next second, the Beelzebub beast's body emitted golden light, and immediately two slender silhouettes—one tall, one short—appeared.

The shorter one isn't necessarily short, but the taller one is truly tall—this combination is beyond doubt.

It was Bi Ze and the Beelzebub beast.

?? Maybe I'll take off the day after tomorrow, or maybe the day after that.

? On the 12th I have to move to Guangzhou—all the travel back and forth, plus waiting for the computer host to arrive and be assembled; I hope it goes smoothly.

? (End of chapter)