Rise of Aretian: The Roman War Priest
Ares Valen was an ordinary man—until a lightning storm tore reality apart and hurled him into another world.
He wakes up inside the dying body of a forgotten prince on a collapsing frontier: a barren desert, starving civilians, half-orc raiders, berserk tribes, and warlords fighting over the last scraps of land. Death closes in from every direction.
Then a familiar voice echoes in his mind:
“Rome: Total War system initialized.”
The world changes.
With this strange power, Ares can summon Roman legions, build ancient cities, unlock divine blessings, and command armies that grow stronger after every victory. As the chosen War Priest of Jupiter, he gains divine skills, awakens legendary commanders, and turns a dying settlement into a rising force feared across the frontier.
But enemies are everywhere—
dark mages, barbarian clans, forgotten gods, and kingdoms long fallen into ruin.
In the shadows, something ancient begins to stir again… the same force that once destroyed this land.
Aretian has only one path left:
Rise. Conquer. Survive.
And forge a new Rome in a world that has never known its might.
War. Strategy. Divine power.
A legend begins at the edge of the desert.
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Chapter: Chapter 140: The Month of HarvestAutumn arrived on the Tianyan Continent without ceremony.There was no warning. No grand signal. One morning, the air simply felt different. Cooler. Lighter. As if the world had taken a quiet breath and decided to change its mood.The wind slipped across stone walls and bare skin like cold water, gentle but persistent. It left behind a faint ache that crept into muscles and bones, the kind you only noticed after standing still for too long. Wherever it passed, green did not disappear at once. It hesitated. Then slowly, almost reluctantly, it surrendered to gold.Leaves loosened their grip on ancient branches and drifted down in lazy spirals, as though the land itself were shedding an old layer it no longer needed.“Dark Alliance. Dark God Realm. Three years.”Ares Valen spoke the words softly, barely louder than the wind. He repeated them once more, letting them settle in his chest.Three years.He stood alone on the highest balcony of the imperial palace, hands resting on the cold st
Last Updated: 2026-02-10
Chapter: Chapter 139: Goblin Machinery“The Eighteen Dwarven Principalities share a common enemy with you.”Dwarf King Ovgar’s voice echoed throughout the Holy Imperial Palace, deep and steady, like stone grinding against stone. Every word he spoke carried confidence, the kind that came from centuries of pride and a belief that his people still stood at the center of the world.“As long as you are willing to supply one third of your mithril production to the dwarves, the Holy Mountain of Light, the Alps, will be burned to ash. Five hundred thousand dwarven warriors will march at the front of your Holy Legion.”The declaration was bold. Heavy. Almost theatrical.It sounded convincing. Impressive, even.Ovgar spoke as if the matter were already decided, as though this alliance were a gift rather than a demand. He did not notice the brief change in Ares Valen’s expression. It was subtle, lasting no more than a heartbeat.Disdain.Five hundred thousand dwarves as a vanguard.At first glance, it sounded like an offer no empire
Last Updated: 2026-02-10
Chapter: Chapter 138: Azure BloodAfter Yana finally explained everything, the truth settled in.Not all at once.Not gently.It came like a slow pressure against the chest, the kind that makes breathing difficult before the pain even arrives.Ares Valen understood. Completely. And with that understanding came the sharp and deeply uncomfortable realization that he had been wrong. Not slightly wrong. Not misguided.Wrong in a way that could never be undone.The so called azure blood of the Naga sea sirens was never a racial blessing. It was not divine favor, nor a miracle gifted by the sea gods. It carried no glory. No honor.It was something far more fragile.Far more cruel.Azure blood was the maiden’s blood of a young Naga sea siren.Nothing more. Nothing less.Among their kind, it existed only once in a lifetime. One single moment that could never be repeated. The instant a sea siren surrendered her first night, the azure blood vanished forever. No ritual could recover it. No god could restore it. Once gone, it was
Last Updated: 2026-02-09
Chapter: Chapter 137: Divine Rank Might“Hmph.”The sound was quiet, almost lazy, yet it cut through the night like a blade.Under the pale glow of the moon, Ares Valen stood perfectly still. He did not rush. He did not tense. His snow white hair drifted gently in the cool night breeze, loose strands brushing across his shoulders as if the wind itself hesitated to touch him too boldly.Those pale strands reflected a silver light so sharp and brilliant that the stars above looked dim in comparison. It was not beauty meant to be admired. It was beauty that inspired fear.That single snort changed everything.The violent water elements that had been roaring toward the sea demon Siren suddenly faltered. The surging tide hesitated, as though it had sensed something far more dangerous than itself. Then, without warning, the once cohesive mass collapsed.Water scattered in all directions.Like frightened animals fleeing from a predator they could not hope to challenge.No matter how desperately Siren tried to control them, the wat
Last Updated: 2026-02-08
Chapter: Chapter 136: System UpgradeSomewhere deep within Ares Valen’s consciousness, something began to glow.It did not flare to life all at once. There was no explosion, no sudden brilliance. It emerged slowly, quietly, the way a thought drifts in when someone is half asleep. Hesitant. Soft. Almost shy.It was not light in any ordinary sense. It felt closer to a dream that had slipped into reality by mistake. The glow carried a golden tint, fluid and unstable, as if it could dissolve at any moment. That gentle radiance tangled with chaos, violent and restless, like a star sea collapsing inward. Fractured streaks of warped starlight tore through the darkness, hissing and crackling with raw, unstable energy. They twisted and coiled like wounded serpents fighting their own deaths.The entire inner world shook.It trembled on the edge of something irreversible, suspended between total annihilation and rebirth.At the very center of that chaos, something began to take form.A crystal.It was diamond-shaped, perfectly symm
Last Updated: 2026-02-07
Chapter: Chapter 135: The Blood Elf’s SacrificeBy the quiet banks of the Lannong River, the golden light that had once surrounded Ares Valen was gone.At least, that was how it looked.In truth, the light had not vanished. It had retreated, sinking inward, disappearing beneath flesh and bone so completely that even the Fox Wolf Divine Guards failed to notice anything amiss. Their watch never faltered, yet they saw only a lifeless body resting beside the water.The wound in Ares Valen’s chest no longer bled. It had not for some time. Each passing day, it shifted and tightened almost imperceptibly, as though guided by a will of its own. Slowly, silently, the torn flesh knitted together until nothing remained but smooth, pale skin.To anyone watching, Ares Valen was dead.A body without breath. A warrior without movement. A fallen emperor waiting to be claimed by decay.But deep within him, something refused to let go.Inside his sea of consciousness, a faint, dreamlike golden glow struggled to survive within a violent and murky ocea
Last Updated: 2026-02-06
