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Candyland: NUEVO Nivel en Human Fall Flat Mobile lanzado

Autor : Christopher Actualizar : May 30,2025
  • Humano: el último nivel de Fall Flat, el encantador Candyland, ha llegado!
  • Abordar una variedad de nuevos desafíos en solitario o con amigos en este país de las maravillas azucarado.
  • Deslázate por las pendientes almibaradas y navegue por los ríos de chocolate fundido para lograr el éxito.

Si adoras la combinación de caos de Fall Flat: Fall Flat de Physics, estás en un regalo: ¡Candyland, el nivel más nuevo del juego, está en vivo y listo para jugar! Fiel a su nombre, este nivel es un paraíso vibrante y pastel lleno de obstáculos que esperan ser conquistados. Imagine las altísimas aguas de cristal de azúcar, las paredes con estampados de gofres y una puerta de chocolate que protege el castillo central, una fiesta para los ojos que también está llena de desafíos.

Ya sea que vaya solo o se asocie con amigos, Candyland ofrece una mezcla de desafíos extravagantes, desde plataformas de galletas de veesaw y tirolinas de Candycane hasta rafting rafting por ríos de chocolate fundido en barcos de gofres. Conquista Gooey malvaviscos y terreno almibarado para tener una oportunidad de victoria.

Una foto de Wonkaesque Candyland con ríos de chocolate y algodón de azúcar colinas

Flat On Your Face: Human: Fall Flat a menudo se acredita como el precursor de títulos como Otoño Guys y Trop Tumble Guys, ofreciendo un caos de Ragdoll impulsado por la física que podría decirse que es aún más agradable que ambos, con un énfasis más fuerte en el juego cooperativo.

Con el juego ahora accesible en dispositivos móviles a través de iOS App Store, Google Play, Google Play Pass, Samsung Galaxy Store y Apple Arcade, nunca ha habido un mejor momento para sumergirse. Mientras tanto, si está buscando otros juegos emocionantes para explorar mientras se prepara para esta dulce aventura, vea nuestro último ronda de los cinco nuevos juegos móviles que vale la pena intentar esta semana.

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