Asterix Y Obelix Contra Cesar Mega -

The end.

The year is 50 BC. All Gaul is occupied by Rome. Well, almost all. One tiny village of indomitable Gauls still holds out against the invaders, thanks to their magic potion brewed by the druid Getafix.

Obelix, who was busy eating a wild boar, looked up with crumbs on his chin. "Is he bigger than the old one?"

Asterix drank his potion and jumped onto the scorpion's tail. "He’s fast, Obelix! Aim for the power core—it must be somewhere on his chest!" Asterix y obelix contra cesar mega

The cyborg legionaries swarmed. Asterix knocked them into a pile of scrap with a few well-aimed punches. But Caesar Mega was not just strong—he was smart . He calculated their every move.

"Caesar... Mega?" Asterix asked suspiciously. "What happened to the old Caesar?"

As the sun set, Obelix looked at Asterix and grinned. The end

Caesar Mega did not have wild boar. Instead, he fired a heat beam from his eye, melting the ground where Obelix had been standing a second earlier.

But Obelix was not trapped. He had simply stopped to pick up a loose piece of the arena wall. "You talk too much," Obelix said, and threw the entire wall at Caesar Mega's face.

"System... failure... reboo—" ZZZT.

"Asterix! The crystal!" Getafix shouted from the stands.

He was terrifying. Half-man, half-machine. His left arm was a brass cannon. His right eye glowed red. A giant "M" was bolted onto his chest plate. When he spoke, his voice echoed from speakers hidden in the skulls of conquered kings.

The stadium went dark. All the mirrors stopped spinning. The magnetic throne fell with a loud CLANG . Caesar Mega stood frozen, then tipped over like a toppled statue. His voice box sputtered. Well, almost all

The Emperor stumbled. His red eye flickered. His chest plate cracked, revealing a glowing green crystal inside—his true power source.