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Last Cloudia's "Tales of" crossover en vivo en vivo

Autor : Emma Actualizar : Feb 21,2025

¡Se anunció los cuentos épicos de la serie de Last Cloudia!

¡Prepárate para una aventura nostálgica! Aidis Inc. ha revelado una colaboración emocionante entre su JRPG de Pixel-Art, Last Cloudia y los Amados Tales of Series. Este emocionante evento cruzado se lanza el 23 de enero, que trae personajes icónicos de cuentos y contenido al juego móvil.

Espere unidades y arks nuevas y de regreso, con personajes favoritos de los fanáticos de la IP Bandai Namco. Para construir anticipación, una transmisión en vivo especial el 20 de enero presentará más detalles sobre este equipo épico.

¿No puedes esperar? Un evento de inicio de sesión de cuenta regresiva comienza el 17 de enero, ofreciendo recompensas diarias para los jugadores simplemente iniciando sesión.

Last Cloudia's Charm se encuentra en su sensación de RPG retro, que recuerdan títulos clásicos como Star Ocean: The Second Story. El arte de píxeles, la historia atractiva y la atmósfera general capturan perfectamente esa edad de oro de los juegos de rol. Para los fanáticos de la serie de Last Cloudia y The Tales, esta colaboración promete una experiencia inolvidable.

Listo para bucear? Descargue last Cloudia gratis en Google Play y la App Store (compras en la aplicación disponibles). Únase a la comunidad oficial de Facebook para obtener actualizaciones, explore el sitio web oficial para obtener más información o vea el video integrado de arriba para obtener un adelanto del estilo y la atmósfera del juego.

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