Nezha Son of Lucifer

Reappearing inside the Church of Ephesus, on its courtyard. Already surrounded by the noble knights of the church, every one of them with a shield in their left hand and a spear or sword in their right.

This for some reason put a smile on Nezha’s face, he wasn’t sure if it was their eagerness, and battle spirit to fight that amused him or the realization that they were actually stupid enough of to think human spear could harm him or any of the sins.

“Greetings… I am Nezha son of Lucifer, leader of seven deadly sins, Hand over the Brahmastra and we shall do you no harm” Nezha said, His words were followed by a dead drop silence, not a sound to be heard, not breathe to be taken.

Suddenly a voice from amidst the multitude yelled “Charge” and so did the Church of Ephesus noble knights.

“Sigh… I guess it’s always the hard way we you humans” said Belphegor Demon sin of Sloth and king of the dead, who is widely known for his extreme level of laziness.

With this, every knight in the courtyard yelled out their battle cries as they charged toward the sins, but before they could take the first two steps Nezha opened his mouth and spoke using his signature gift - the devils tongue.

In a slow and seamless manner he said“…Pain…”

Suddenly every knight on the court yard began to scream and wail in pain, sounds of cracking bones filled the air, the pain the knights felt were as their body were ripped apart and squashed together from the inside out in ways that seemed grotesquely impossible. This was Nezha infamous signature move -- the Devils Tongue;

The ability to enforce commands to any being irrespective of how unrealistic and demanding the command may sound, this was a power that sends shivers down the spine of every being in the entire seven realms.

“I hate noise … Sleep… ” he said again ever so seamlessly, just like that every knight on the courtyard seized their screams of agony and fell sluggishly to the ground.

“Sigh… humans, so pathetic” Mammon chipped in.

There was a quiet still graveyard type silence, suddenly Nezha yelled “Scatter!”

The sins leaped in different directions, a generous distance away from the original standing position and in less than a second an outburst of steaming water gushed out from thin air above and unto the exact spot the sins had previously stood.

“Holy Water…. how original” Belphegor said an extremely lazy tone.

Once the vapor of heat had the smothered away, there was man in the middle of it, now surrounded by the seven deadly sin.

He was well-aged, wearing a long robe and sandals native to the middle-eastern part of the world, in his hand he held a wooden staff that looked like it had being carved right off a tree without the use of modern day equipment.

Even with his head bowed and his over flowing hair covering his face, Nezha recognized the strange mysterious fellow. It was no one other than the servant of the creator well known for his manipulation of water, with his greatest feat being dividing the Red Sea.

“The host of heaven must really understaffed sending someone like you down to earth… Moses Servant of the Creator”