Chapter 264 - CHAPTER 264:The Whereabouts of the Eternal Pointer in the Valley of the Gods

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The three notorious pirates exchanged amused glances before letting out cold laughs. "This Ayr really doesn't take us seriously. He dares send only his subordinates to negotiate? The nerve…" muttered Silver Axe, his eyes gleaming with killing intent. Charlotte Linlin, the infamous Big Mom of the Seas, ignored Ayr's demand and instead smiled cunningly. "Ayr... the Valley of the Gods has long since sunk beneath the sea. Are you still obsessing over that so-called ancient weapon rumored to lie there?" Her tone confirmed what had long been suspected—Ayr's ambitions weren't as hidden as he believed.

"It's ridiculous," Silver Axe scoffed. "If an ancient weapon was ever hidden in the Valley of the Gods, do you think the Marines wouldn't have already used it to wipe us off the map?" They knew now that Ayr's motives tied to the ruins of the Valley of the Gods ran deeper than treasure or Devil Fruits. "All this for an Eternal Pointer?" Ochoku mused, rubbing his chin. "Could it be Ayr's fixated on reviving the myth of Uranus?" Their plan was simple: if negotiations failed, they would unite and crush Ayr's forces without hesitation.

"Ordinary ships? You're kidding, right? Who dares approach us with a basic vessel?" Silver Axe snorted, already anticipating bloodshed. As the CP agents cautiously approached the shoreline where the trio stood, they presented chests filled with gleaming treasure. Then Ayr's voice came through the Den Den Mushi, cold and level. "Let's cut to the chase. What will it take for you to exchange the Eternal Pointer of the Valley of the Gods with me?" Ochoku's eyes narrowed. "Why does he need that pointer now? Don't tell me Ayr's still dreaming of finding the weapon of the gods." None of them dared harm Ayr's subordinates—not out of mercy, but because they feared the retaliation that would follow.

"Tch." John clicked his tongue. "Does he think we're fools? If Uranus really existed there, the World Government wouldn't have let us breathe this long." To them, Ayr's downfall was inevitable; the Rocks remnants believed it was only a matter of time. Baileys and treasures meant nothing now—they had fleets, Devil Fruits, and territory, yet Ayr's sudden desperation stirred their curiosity. Why today, of all days, was everyone searching for the Eternal Pointer? And where was Marine interest in all this?

Charlotte Linlin had taken the Eternal Pointer after the Battle of the Valley, sending countless expeditions to scour the depths of the sunken island. They found nothing—no Uranus, no ancient weapon, only ruins swallowed by time. Still, Linlin kept the pointer, treating it as a symbol of dominance rather than a navigational tool. "Don't ask about things that don't concern you, Linlin," Ayr's voice came over the Den Den Mushi again. She chuckled darkly. "Mamamama… still the same Ayr. But you should know better than anyone—there's nothing down there anymore."

The line crackled. "John, Silver Axe, Ochoku," said a CP agent, "we've come on behalf of Lord Ayr. He requests the Eternal Pointer of the Valley of the Gods." Silver Axe burst into laughter. "So he sends flunkies and expects results? Hahaha!" If Uranus had truly existed in the Valley, someone would have wielded its power long ago. Linlin, however, remained unmoved by treasure. Her obsession was power—power to dominate the world itself. Hearing her dismissive tone, Ayr's eyes narrowed.

Suddenly, from the Den Den Mushi, the sound of steel rang out. Silver Axe had struck without warning, cleaving through the entire CP crew that had dared approach by ship. "Blublublublu…" The Den Den Mushi trembled again before a familiar laugh echoed through. "Mamamama… long time no see, Ayr!" It was Linlin again. Even in fury, Ayr knew his Devil Fruit collection meant little without ancient weapons. The most coveted relics of the old world remained out of his grasp.

Meanwhile, another pirate crew had drawn near, drawn by the commotion. "You dare disrespect Lord Ayr?" one of his subordinates roared. Then came a voice over the Den Den Mushi. "Lord Ayr, we've confirmed it—the Eternal Pointer of the Valley of the Gods is in Charlotte Linlin's possession!" Ayr's gaze darkened. "Good. Offer her anything—Bailey, treasures, rare Devil Fruits—whatever she wants. But get me that pointer." "But Lord Ayr," his man hesitated, "she's refusing all offers. She claims it's worthless… yet won't hand it over."

Another silhouette appeared on the horizon. "Is that an Ayr vessel?" John asked. "No pirate flag," Ochoku replied. "Looks like a merchant ship." Before any answer came, Linlin snatched the Den Den Mushi and cackled. "What does this crazy woman want?" Ayr growled, brow twitching. "Lord Ayr, she refuses all negotiation," his men confirmed. In truth, Linlin never intended to surrender the pointer—not to Ayr, not to anyone. Their territories spanned the New World, feared by pirates and marines alike, yet Linlin clung to that relic, perhaps out of pride, perhaps paranoia.

The CP agents, their task complete, retreated after the slaughter. The trio—John, Ochoku, and Silver Axe—then began planning their next move. Ayr's actions in Loguetown had already shaken the seas; he had seized Devil Fruits, slain elite marines, and shattered alliances. Wealth meant nothing now. Every pirate in the New World, save Ayr, was short on treasure, men, and hope. When he reached out to the former Rocks pirates, it wasn't nostalgia—it was dominance.

Linlin, for all her power, had once dreamed of Uranus too. But even she had abandoned that fantasy. The Eternal Pointer, though—she kept that close. Everyone in the New World knew the remnants of Rocks—John, Ochoku, and Silver Axe—still stood together. Ayr's subordinates shouted back in fury. "We're not afraid of you! We represent Lord Ayr, and you'll regret this disrespect!" Ochoku sneered. "Arrogant fools. They dare bark in front of us like dogs." John smirked. "Ayr knows he's running out of time. He's just clinging to ghosts. The Valley of the Gods is a grave."

Still, unease lingered. Ayr's strength was growing—too fast, too powerful. The trio's strategy was clear: unite with Byrnndi World and the Red Earl, crush Ayr before he could claim the New World entirely, and perhaps recover the bones of Rocks D. Xebec—along with whatever legacy he left behind.

"Still the same heartless bastard, Ayr," Linlin said at last, her voice dripping venom. "But let me warn you—there is no Uranus in that graveyard you seek."

DeRosta Kingdom, New World—Ayr sat in a shadowed tavern, nursing a glass of rum as the Den Den Mushi crackled once more. "Bring the treasure," came the voice from the other end. "We accept your alliance—for now." Ayr's gaze darkened. "I want that Eternal Pointer… now." His men's reply came quickly. "Lord Ayr, we offered her treasure, rare fruits—everything. But she still refuses."

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