Dion was laughingly looking at his brother trying to look like him by taking a humanoid form.

It seemed a bit too early for a newborn to attempt shapeshifting, but the purple dragon had managed to look like a toddler with dragonic features.

The only good thing was that it could now fly with the wings being as big as him. It had managed to become small in all aspects and even take a humanoid form, but its previous tiny wings now looked too big for its body.

“Look at you, you’re smart enough to morph your body but you forgot your wings. But you do look cuter this way, though. You’d make a killing with the ladies. That’s it, you’ll be my wingman, never take your dragon form again…only when you’re fighting…Got it?” Dion said seriously.

The young dragon didn’t get what Dion was on about, but it thought that he was happy that it finally looked like him and absentmindedly nodded…more occupied with flying around now that it could.

“System, set up the meeting lounge and open the two available channels. In addition, I want you to open the third channel since I have enough System Points to purchase the rights of opening it.” Dion said and instantly he found himself in the same luxurious lounge he was used to.

{Establishing connection…}

{First Channel: Renegade Heaven- Universe #581…Open.}

{Second Channel: Sorcerer’s Oasis- Universe #137…Open.}

{Deducting 1,000,000,000 System Points…System Points remaining : 2, 495,871,000}

{Third Channel: Magus World - Universe #696…Open.}

Three shadows started materializing in front of Dion.

Two of them seemed calm upon appearing, but the new third one seemed spooked and scared.

“What sorcery is this? Where am I?” This particular Dion was a man that looked no older than twenty years.

“Calm down, kid. There’s no one against you here. We’re all friends.” The white-robed Dion said.

Dion, the host, then said, “My system brought you here. We’re all the same person but in different Universes. I know it might be hard to understand, but there actually are infinite Universes that look the same, more or less, at least that’s what it was supposed to be a long time ago. Just know that there will be variations like the five tiers of universes or the fact that some see time differently than others. It could be that one universe spends ten years and hundreds of years would have passed at the same time in another universe. Anyway, you must have a system?”

The twenty-year-old Dion then looked around and nodded.

“We all have one. It is the prerequisite to be summoned here. You can watch as we get down to business for now. I know you won’t trust me immediately and it would be insane for me to expect that you’re fine with everything that’s happening.” The Dragonoid Dion said.

Dion then looked at the two old men and said, “We need to choose nicknames like last time to make communication easy.”

The white-robed Dion then said, “Hahaha, call me - Lost Immortal -.”

The black-robed Dion said, “- Supreme Sorcerer - for me.”

-Lost Immortal- then scoffed at the side, “Supreme my ass. Why the heck do you call yourself Supreme when you are about to kick the bucket?. You failed at the ‘becoming Immortal’ game.”

-Supreme Sorcerer- just shrugged and said, “At least, I am still the strongest in my Universe until I die. Back in your Universe, you don’t count for much.”

“That’s because my Universe is about to reach tier 4 with the density of powerful entities we have. Immortal Cultivation is much easier than you might think, that’s why we will leave you Sorcerers in the dust…And you might want to know that I’m happy where I am at and where I will soon be when I buy the ‘Ascension elixir’ from…from…” -Lost Immortal- then looked at Dragonoid Dion and asked, “What do we call you again?”

“I am neither a Dragon nor a human and calling myself a Dragonoid seems a little bit too flashy with all the prestige and burdens that the term comes with…so I can only be a Wyrm…yes…call me -Starwyrm-.” The host Dion said.