Asterix Y Obelix Contra Cesar Mega -

"Don't hurt me!" he whimpered. "I was just the accountant! The real Caesar fired me for losing Britannia! So I built this fake Mega suit to scare everyone into obeying me!"

Obelix stepped forward, cracking his knuckles. "I'll fight your scrap metal toys. But first—does your giant brain have any wild boar?"

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

"You know, Asterix, next time I hope for Caesar Giga." Asterix y obelix contra cesar mega

"Much bigger. And much more... meg a," the herald said. "He invites you—no, he dares you—to a contest. A single combat. Your strongest warrior against the might of Caesar Mega. If you win, Rome leaves Gaul forever. If you lose... your village becomes a parking lot for chariots."

"Foolish Gauls," Caesar Mega said, raising his brass cannon. "I have downloaded the fighting styles of every gladiator in history. You cannot defeat data."

The Roman legionaries, now freed from his mind-control devices, tore off their robot parts and cheered for the Gauls. "Don't hurt me

"People of the rebel village!" the herald bellowed, his voice amplified by a strange bronze cone. "I bring a message from the new Emperor of Rome: Caesar Mega!"

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!"

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. So I built this fake Mega suit to

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.

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.