Houka wanted to believe the three gods were neutral deities, something like a planet's consciousness.
But the Harley recorded the Earth God's wrath and the Ocean God's fury...
They didn't sound like gods entirely devoid of feelings and emotions.
Damn it!
That map of the ancient Blue Sea, a primordial world without the Red Line or the Calm Belt, left Houka more than a little unsettled.
If it was real, then the Red Line and the Calm Belt had appeared later. They were creations of some power, works of the gods...
That all but confirmed the three gods existed!
Houka suddenly wanted some peace and quiet.
If gods of that caliber really existed, how had Imu survived?
Were there restrictions on when the three gods could act?
Or were they using Imu to nurture the Sun God?
After all, there was already a prophecy and a destiny spanning eight hundred years.
The ending seemed to have been decided long ago.
So the three gods couldn't be bothered to deal with Imu themselves. Imu was just a stepping stone, a pawn.
The more Houka thought about it, the more it bothered him.
He needed to find out as soon as possible whether the three gods were ancient, long-lived ability users,
gods born of a planet's consciousness or nature's consciousness,
or some kind of unusual spiritual consciousness, like the consciousness of a Devil Fruit or Ice Squirrel Ratatoskr.
Perhaps they sensed Houka's grim mood.
Tsuru and Stussy, the group's strategist and scientist, fell silent without a word to each other and stopped analyzing the matter.
"Houka, what are you worried about? Sun God Nika and Poseidon are both your children now."
"Even fate is on your side—and ours!"
Charlotte Linlin scooped Houka into her arms and gave him an enthusiastic faceful