My name is Jiang Yue, a time traveler from the Age of Advanced Martial Arts. Like all story protagonists, I possess a golden finger—[Infinite Regeneration]. From flesh and blood to bones, organs and brain. From martial arts cultivation and understanding to breakthrough experience and innate strength. Even memory, spirit, supernatural powers, luck, lifespan, soul. Even laws, domains, status, and uniqueness. Everything is regenerated. Everything is for sale. Initially, I sold my organs and flesh on the dark web black market to obtain my first cultivation resources. Later, I traded with the federal nobles, offering "customized martial arts experience packages" and "perfect memory breakthroughs" in exchange for their monopolized knowledge, wealth, and status. After that, I offered endless sacrifices to the evil god, reaping the rewards. Finally, in the depths of my mind, I constructed the [Infinite Exchange], offering to the heavens and myriad realms...

In the Elemental Plane, the battlefield was reduced to scorched earth. The roar of the Balrog lord clashed with legendary sorcery, shattering mountains and boiling rivers. The wizards' defenses were on the verge of collapse under the crushing force of pure violence. "Where is the reinforcement?... Our mana is exhausted!" a wizard roared, his voice drowned out by the deafening explosions. Boom—Boom—Boom—!!! A series of sonic booms tore through the sky, and a hundred-meter-tall steel shadow, like a meteor, crashed straight into the battlefield! A terrifying shockwave mixed with lava surged into the sky, sweeping away the smoke and the aftershocks of magic. The wizard gaped, staring at the terrifying steel behemoth before him, speechless with shock. But then, a red light flashed on the behemoth's head, emitting a deafening synthesized voice: [Scouts in position] [Coordinates confirmed] [Requesting command: Legion deployment] Plane...

Mona, possessing a magical canvas, became the deity of an island tribe. He could use various drawing tools on the canvas to graffiti the world, bestowing blessings and divine punishment upon civilization. The paintbrush imbued what it painted with divinity, the palette could capture the impressions of all things, abstracting them into conceptual blocks of color. The eraser could easily erase everything, punishing civilization. On the first day, the merciful god painted a giant tree, sheltering the tribe from the wind and rain, and the people all sang praises of His majesty. On the second day, the majestic god used the eraser to wipe away the heads of the tribe's sinners, and the people all prostrated themselves in fear, learning reverence. On the third day, He attempted to try a new painting with a new color. And so, a desolate...

The sinful souls crossed the barriers of the world and descended to Erathia, where the spiritual energy was revived. The roar of steam engines was deafening, steel and gunpowder roared on the battlefield, and the revived supernatural forces had the ambition to dominate the world again.

And Saan, holding the Codex of Shadows, will ascend to the supreme throne with the recommendation of shadows.

"If you have anything to say, go talk to my Shadow Legion."

【Notice】

◆ This male protagonist is not a saint! He can massacre a city for survival and start a war for power.

◆ The Gold Finger is a living natural disaster: the more living creatures you feed the Codex, the stronger the Codex will be.

◆ Machiavellianism: Using Earth's thinking to subvert the political rules of the magical world