Bio-engineered Dinosaur in the immortal world-Chapter 32: Cousin Talk

The two bloodied Dragoroosters lunged.

Their talons gleamed under the fractured moonlight.

Their spear-tipped tails whipped through the air like razor-sharp whips.

Their beaks snapped open, revealing rows of jagged teeth as they aimed to tear into flesh.

And yet—

Wei Long did not move.

SLASH!

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One talon raked across his chest.

But—

Clang!

The attack bounced off his Bio-engineered Awakened Steel Feathers.

STAB!

A spear tail pierced toward his gut.

But—

Ding!

The tip snapped.

THUD!

A Dragorooster leapt, aiming to rip at his neck.

But—

CRUNCH!

Wei Long grabbed it mid-air and slammed it down into the dirt, leaving a deep crater.

He didn't even look excited.

His golden reptilian eyes were half-lidded.

His massive T-Rex mouth was slightly open, but not in a snarl—

No.

He was yawning.

"Boring."

The two Dragoroosters screeched in fury.

They attacked again.

And again.

And again.

SLASH!

CLANG!

STAB!

DING!

No matter what they did, it was useless.

Wei Long stood there, unmoving.

He let them scratch, stab, and bite.

He let their attacks rain down.

And yet—

He was untouched.

As time passed, his bored expression only worsened.

At first, his golden eyes glimmered with faint amusement.

Then—

His eyelids drooped.

Then—

His massive tail swayed lazily.

Then—

He let out a deep, drawn-out sigh.

Until finally—

His entire body radiated disappointment.

"Are you two done?"

The two Dragoroosters collapsed.

Their bodies twitched, their wings trembled, and their legs could barely hold them up.

Yet, when they heard Wei Long speak to them in their language—

Their bloodied eyes widened.

"You—! You're not a rooster!"

"How come you can talk to us?!"

Wei Long grinned.

A dangerous grin.

One that showed all his gleaming, serrated teeth.

"Of course, I can speak to you. We are cousins."

The two Dragoroosters froze.

"What—?!"

Wei Long nodded solemnly.

"Yes... your ancestors were my ancestors."

The Dragoroosters exchanged glances.

Wei Long continued, his voice deepening, filled with ancient wisdom.

"Long ago, before your kind became what you are today, you were something far greater. You were called the Tyrannosaurus Rex."

"That's right. The true kings. The apex predators of the ancient world. Rulers of everything they saw."

The Dragoroosters stared at him, stunned.

"Tyranno... saurus...?"

Wei Long nodded again, slower this time, as if he were an ancient sage passing down forbidden knowledge.

"You, my dear cousins, have merely... forgotten your origins."

The Dragoroosters' eyes widened further.

For a brief moment—

Doubt crept into their exhausted minds.

Could it be true?

Could they truly be descended from such a powerful ancestor?

But then—

Their fighting spirit blazed anew.

One of them screeched.

"Cousin or not—we fight to the death!"

The other one screeched in agreement.

"That's right! Blood must be spilled!"

And just like that—

They lunged at each other again, ignoring their wounds.

Wei Long's head throbbed.

His golden eyes twitched.

The sound of talons kept clashing.

The scent of blood thickening in the air.

Wei Long let out a deep, frustrated sigh.

"Wait, wait, wait."

The Dragoroosters froze mid-lunge.

"You guys are fighting so fiercely... but why? Why are you even fighting?"

The two exhausted roosters looked at him as if he was an idiot.

"Because it's natural!"

Wei Long blinked.

The Dragoroosters screamed at him, despite their exhaustion.

"It's what we do!"

"Our claws are meant for slashing!"

"Our tails are meant for piercing!"

"Our beaks are meant for tearing!"

"We are Dragoroosters! We fight, we kill, and we die fighting!"

Wei Long's eye twitched.

"...That's it?"

"YES!"

Wei Long felt a migraine forming.

So these guys...

Didn't even have a reason?

They were just slaughtering each other for the hell of it?

A deep sigh escaped his jaws.

But then—

A thought struck him.

His golden eyes glowed.

"Oh... I see why you're fighting now."

The Dragoroosters froze.

Their bloodied beaks twitched.

"...No you don't!"

Wei Long's massive T-Rex mouth curled into a sinister smirk.

"It's because of hens, isn't it?"

Silence.

The two Dragoroosters stiffened.

Wei Long grinned wider.

"That's right. It's about the hens."

He leaned closer, voice drenched in mischief.

"You want them, don't you?"

The Dragoroosters twitched.

"You want those plump, feathery bodies."

Their wings shuddered.

"You want to be surrounded by them, their soft feathers brushing against your chest."

Their legs trembled.

Wei Long's voice turned deep and sultry.

"Imagine... an entire flock. Dozens. No—hundreds. All yours. All waiting."

The Dragoroosters' eyes glazed over.

Their bodies locked up.

Their breathing grew heavier.

And then—

They screamed.

"THEY'RE MINE!"

"NO, THEY'RE MINE!"

And just like that—

They lunged at each other again, screaming and cursing.

Wei Long felt his headache grow worse.

He stared blankly at the two idiots.

And then—

SMACK!

Wei Long slapped both of them at the same time.

WHAM!

Their bodies slammed into the dirt, feathers scattering in the air.

Silence.

Wei Long's golden eyes narrowed.

"Listen to me."

The two Dragoroosters staggered, still dizzy from the slap.

Wei Long towered over them, his golden reptilian eyes gleaming with dominance.

His tail swayed behind him, muscles tensed, ready to strike again if they dared disobey.

He exhaled deeply, his breath carrying the faint scent of predator supremacy.

Then—

His voice boomed, deep and commanding.

"I need the two of you."

The Dragoroosters blinked, their exhausted, battle-worn bodies still trembling.

Wei Long's tone was not one of request.

It was a command.

A decree.

An unquestionable truth.

His gaze sharpened, piercing through their stubborn wills.

"You two will come with me."

"You will fight for me."

"You will rise with me."

"You will conquer with me."

Silence.

The Dragoroosters stared, their primal instincts rebelling against the idea.

Then—

One of them let out a hoarse laugh.

"Why the hell should we care?"

The other snorted.

"It's none of our business."

Wei Long smirked.

His massive tail whipped forward.

BAM!

The two Dragoroosters were sent flying, crashing into a pile of broken trees.

They groaned, but before they could even get back up—

Wei Long was already in front of them.

Faster than their blurry vision could process.

His massive claws pinned them down.

His fangs gleamed under the moonlight.

His voice rumbled like thunder.

"Do you really think I'm asking?"

Wei Long released them, stepping back slightly.

He let them breathe.

Then, his golden eyes flickered upward.

Toward the sky.

"You two... have you ever looked up?"

The Dragoroosters, still gasping, furrowed their brows.

"What the hell do you mean—"

Wei Long suddenly pointed to the heavens.

"Look at it!"

"The endless sky."

"The vast horizon."

"The world beyond this pathetic little battlefield."

The Dragoroosters followed his gaze.

For the first time, instead of focusing on slashing throats, breaking bones, and spilling blood—

They truly looked up.

Wei Long's voice turned enticing, hypnotic.

"Imagine soaring through that. Not just jumping, not just flapping useless wings, but truly soaring."

"Imagine reaching heights where no beast has touched."

"Where the air is thin, where the winds are fierce, where only the chosen few can exist."

His golden eyes gleamed.

"The apex of all creatures."

"The masters of the sky."

"Isn't that far better than rolling in the dirt, tearing at each other like idiots?"

Silence.

The Dragoroosters' breaths shook.

For a second—

A brief second—

They saw it.

A life beyond this cage.

But then—

One of them snapped out of it.

"Shut up!"

He jumped up, claws raised—

And Wei Long kicked him back down.

BAM!

The other Dragorooster tried to resist—

And Wei Long slammed his foot down on his chest.

His golden eyes narrowed.

"What now? You still want to fight?"

He leaned in, his breath hot and menacing.

"For what?"

His voice dripped with mockery.

"What, you're gonna take his hens?"

He jabbed a claw at one of them.

"Or are you gonna take his hens?"

He pointed at the other.

The two Dragoroosters flinched.

Wei Long's expression darkened.

"You idiots... aren't you tired?"

A heavy silence.

Wei Long's voice deepened.

"Aren't you tired of fucking hens?"

"You get up every day, fight, kill, claim a few hens, breed, and then do it all over again."

"Doesn't it get boring?"

"Doesn't it feel like you're just running in circles?"

"How many times have you done it?"

"How many times have you fought for the same thing?"

His golden eyes gleamed.

"How many hens have you claimed—only to get tired of them later?"

The two Dragoroosters froze.

Wei Long's words stabbed deep.

"You know I'm right, don't you?"

"That hollow feeling every time you win a fight."

"That moment of satisfaction before it fades away."

"That sudden emptiness when you realize—there's nothing more."

The two Dragoroosters remained silent.

They had never thought about it.

Never questioned it.

It was instinct.

It was what they did.

But now—

Now they couldn't deny it.

Wei Long suddenly grabbed their heads.

His claws pressed against their skulls.

And then—

He forced them to look up.

At the vast sky.

At the horizon beyond.

And at that moment—

A beautiful bird soared past.

Its feathers shimmered like liquid gold.

Its wings carried it effortlessly through the air.

Its elegance was unmatched.

Wei Long's voice dropped into a whisper.

"Did you see that?"

His golden eyes glowed.

"Isn't it... beautiful?"

The Dragoroosters stared.

Their eyes widened.

Wei Long grinned.

"Now... imagine if that was your hen."

The Dragoroosters froze.

Wei Long chuckled, voice low and enticing.

"Imagine her... perching on your back."

"Her soft feathers brushing against yours."

"Her wings wrapped around you in the night."

Their bodies twitched.

Wei Long's grin widened.

"Outside this place... there are more."

"More than you can ever count."

He leaned in closer, his breath hot and intoxicating.

"Exotic ones."

"Elegant ones."

"Ones that no other rooster has ever touched."

"They're waiting."

"For someone strong enough."

"For someone worthy."

"For you."

The Dragoroosters trembled.

Their minds spiraled.

The image was too powerful.

Too enticing.

Too tempting.

They were completely mesmerized.

Their beaks parted slightly, dazed.

Their eyes glazed over.

They were dreaming.

And then—

WHAM!

Wei Long slapped them both.

The impact shocked them awake.

He grinned, his T-Rex mouth menacingly wide.

"So?"

His golden eyes pierced through them.

His voice rumbled with authority.

"Are you getting what I am implying now?"