Drawing the Straw Hat Crew's Blood

"Damn it, let me go—"

On the ground.

Luffy tried again and again to crawl out of the pool of blood.

He still had to keep fighting, or everyone would be in danger.

Sumer and Saint Marcus Mars stopped their telepathic exchange and looked down at Luffy, whose face was smeared with blood, his expression full of defiance and his eyes burning with resolve.

They had to admire his savage, vigorous vitality.

As expected of a god-tier Mythical Zoan user.

"Put Seastone cuffs on him and guard him closely."

"Escort him back to Mary Geoise tomorrow."

Sumer gave the order, deliberately raising his voice.

He was saying it for Doll and Aokiji to hear.

"Yes."

Clink, clink—

A squad of Marines emerged with grim expressions.

The captain at the front brutally pressed Luffy to the ground, then locked Seastone cuffs around his wrists.

"Damn it, I'll definitely send you all flying! Crap, it's Seastone—"

Luffy was still struggling and mouthing off, but the instant the cuffs were locked on, his entire body went limp and he could not summon even a trace of strength.

Even his voice wilted.

"Luffy!"

Nearby.

Nami, Usopp, and Chopper were all crying, their heads mercilessly pressed to the ground by Marines.

The cuffs were put on with such force that all three groaned in pain.

Only Zoro and Sanji remained tough, gritting their teeth with dark expressions, their eyes filled with rage they could barely suppress.

They were also furious at their own lack of strength.

"You damned pirates, get up and move—"

The Marines restraining the Straw Hat crew wore expressions full of disgust and righteous hatred.

Whether they were cuffing them or escorting them, they were extremely rough.

Even toward Nami and Robin, they showed no tenderness whatsoever.

Especially the captain at the front.

Seeing that Luffy was already weak and helpless yet still refusing to cooperate, he immediately dug his fingers into Luffy's wound, making him scream repeatedly in agony.

The heavily injured Zoro, Sanji, Nami, Robin, Usopp, and Chopper were shoved and driven forward as well.

Usopp had fallen unconscious from excessive blood loss and was dragged along like a dead dog.

Watching this scene, Sumer finally found it incredibly real.

The Straw Hat crew were ultimately pirates who produced nothing. From the Marines' perspective, they were all heinous criminals who burned, killed, and plundered.

Criminals certainly could not be treated gently.

"Kaku, prepare some medical syringes and reagent bottles. Get an insulated box and some crushed ice too."

Watching Saint Marcus Mars and the others leave, Sumer gestured for Kaku to come over and gave his instructions.

"If Water 7 or you have better containers for preserving blood, bring those too."

"Yes."

Kaku nodded respectfully without asking why. With a Soru, he vanished, and when he reappeared, he was already dozens of meters away, using Moonwalk to fly toward the town.

Nearby.

Rob Lucci, Califa, Bruno, Jabra, Kumadori, and Fukurou were all curious about what Sumer wanted those things for.

"There's a good show coming up!"

Sumer looked up at the gloomy sky, carrying the calm that came before a storm.

Whether they had protagonist plot armor or not would be determined by this.

"Back to the hotel."

"Yes."

Sumer expertly jumped into Califa's arms, intending to go back and continue the unfinished massage.

Soon.

The group vanished from the embankment.

"Damn Celestial Dragons."

Elsewhere on the embankment, inside a hidden building.

Franky put away his self-developed ultra-long-range telescope. Looking at the departing Sumer, his eyes were filled with viciousness.

Kaku had thrown him into the sea, and he had nearly died.

Fortunately, the Square Sisters, Kiwi and Mozu, had saved him. In the end, he had built himself a new stomach.

After that.

He had always wanted revenge and to snatch back the blueprints, but before he could act, he witnessed the earlier scene.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend—"

Franky's eyes spun as he tugged up his briefs, a bold idea forming in his mind.

He planned to rescue those pirates. After all, one more person meant one more helping hand, and that would give him a better chance of reclaiming the blueprints.

"Saint Sumer, I found everything."

Kaku was highly efficient.

Sumer had only just returned to the hotel and was preparing to have a deeper exchange with Califa when Kaku came back with medical syringes and an insulated box.

Had he known, he would not have come back first.

The Straw Hat crew were imprisoned aboard Doll's warship, and the hotel was more than ten minutes away from the dock where it was moored.

Unless they flew, of course.

"To the warship."

Sumer had not let lust cloud his mind. He made an immediate decision to head to the warship and draw a tube of blood from the Straw Hat crew.

In the future, he planned to have Vegapunk study it properly and see whether Straw Hat's sit-up ability could be replicated.

This was called being prepared and thinking ahead.

If he chose the technological mutation route in the future, he would not have to scramble at the last minute.

Anyone could tell with their ass that the Monkey Family bloodline was absolutely first-rate.

Not only the Monkey Family—Sumer also planned to collect the bloodlines of Kaido, King, Charlotte Linlin, Whitebeard, the Giants, and others.

If he got the chance, it would be even better to get some of Saint Nerona Imu's blood.

But what Sumer wanted most was the blood of that "Deserter King of 200-Fold Effort."

He wanted to see exactly what ingredients were in that person's bloodline.

It was beyond absurd.

Soon.

Sumer brought Rob Lucci and the other seven to the docks. The entire harbor had been cleared, with only a massive warship moored there.

Marines patrolled both the shore and the warship.

"Saint Sumer."

The moment Sumer appeared, every Marine dropped to one knee, heads bowed and faces filled with reverence.

"Get up!"

"Saint Sumer, why have you come?"

On the warship.

Doll's eyes flickered. She did not know why Sumer had come aboard at this hour, especially since it was nearly dark.

More importantly, she had just reported the Straw Hat crew's capture to Fleet Admiral Sengoku.

"Go do your work."

"You, take me to see the Straw Hat crew."

Sumer gave Doll a somewhat amused look, then waved her away, signaling that she should not disturb him. He then casually pointed at a second lieutenant.

"Yes."

The second lieutenant immediately snapped upright in salute, then led the way.

Entering the ship's interior.

They first passed through a narrow corridor, then reached a stairwell and went down three levels before finally arriving at the lower hold.

A huge iron cage came into view.

All seven members of the Straw Hat crew were cuffed in Seastone and lay sprawled on the floor in a miserable, weakened state, though none of them were in immediate danger.

Their vitality was all quite tenacious.

"It's that Celestial Dragon."

"Damn it."

"If you've got the guts, let us go."

Hearing the noise, Nami and the others raised their heads.

When they saw Sumer and Rob Lucci, their faces filled with anger and wariness.

Only Luffy wriggled his body forward and pressed his forehead hard against the iron cage, shouting fiercely and indignantly in utter defiance.

"Open it."

"Yes."

Clink, clink~

The second lieutenant opened the iron cage door. With a wave of Sumer's hand, Kumadori and Fukurou, neither of whom had Devil Fruit powers, carried the tools inside.

"Take 3,000 milliliters of blood from each of them."

Sumer considered it.

Drawing 3,000 milliliters of blood should not be a problem for Luffy and the others. After all, they were a bunch of cockroaches that could not be killed.

Normally.

Losing 1,500 milliliters of blood would directly endanger an ordinary person's life, but even ordinary people in the pirate world were stronger than an ordinary person like him.

Not to mention the protagonist's crew.

"Damn it, what are you trying to do?"

"Get away—"

"Luffy!"

When Kumadori and Fukurou entered the cage, Nami, Usopp, and Chopper, already pale-faced, turned even paler with fright.

"Stop, stop it!"

"Nooo!!!"

"Nami—"

When Kumadori and Fukurou pulled out huge syringes and headed straight for Nami, Luffy, Zoro, and Sanji all struggled with agitated expressions.

It was obvious they meant no good.

But all struggle was futile.

"It hurts."

The instant the needle pierced her body and began drawing blood, tears streamed down Nami's cheeks as she cried out in pain.

Once the full 3,000 milliliters had been drawn, she became dizzy and disoriented, nearly collapsing unconscious onto the ground.

But she did not dare fall asleep, so she stubbornly forced herself to stay awake.

Soon.

Nico Robin, Usopp, Chopper, Zoro, Sanji, and Luffy also had 3,000 milliliters of blood drawn from them.