Asterix Y Obelix Contra Cesar Mega May 2026

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

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.

"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!" Asterix y obelix contra cesar 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. As the sun set, Obelix looked at Asterix and grinned

Asterix, Obelix, and Getafix traveled to the new Roman Colossus—a stadium twice the size of the old Colosseum, built entirely of black marble and flashing bronze mirrors that focused sunlight into deadly beams.

Back in the village, the celebration lasted three days. Obelix ate 37 wild boars. Asterix received a new gold shield. And the fake Caesar Mega was given a small hut and forced to work as Getafix's potion-bottle cleaner. His left arm was a brass cannon

Asterix, Obelix, and the whole village gathered. Chief Vitalstatistix was lifted onto his shield.