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Dice Game de dados multiplataforma Midnight Dice le permite a usted y a sus amigos probar su suerte

Autor : Lucas Actualizar : Feb 20,2025

¡Experimente la emoción de los dados de alto riesgo sin las consecuencias del mundo real en los dados de medianoche! Este juego gratuito te transporta al deslumbrante paisaje de neón de Midnight City, donde se hacen fortunas (y se pierden) en una ráfaga de dados virtuales.

Midnight Dice cuenta con una cautivadora estética de neón y un extenso sistema de personalización de dados que ofrece más de quince millones de combinaciones visuales. ¡Personalice sus dados para que coincida con su estilo!

Gameplay:

Este juego de dados basado en la física lo desafía a seleccionar estratégicamente sus rollos, con el objetivo de mantener al menos uno 1 y uno 4 para completar cada ronda. Su puntaje final está determinado por los dados restantes. ¡Pero es más que solo dados ondulados!

Midnight Dice se especifica con los minijuegos interesantes, incluido un desafío de giro de ruedas y una emocionante ronda de estilo Pachinko "Mall of Money".

Compite contra amigos en partidos de PvP multiplataforma para el puntaje más alto.

Omita los anuncios:

Si bien los dados de medianoche son gratuitos con compras y anuncios en la aplicación, puede optar por el modo de juego premium. Esta compra única elimina todos los anuncios, desbloquea las recompensas de bonificación y le otorga un límite de 50 monedas casi ridícula, ¡lo suficiente para hacer que elon Musk envíe una envidia! Descargue Midnight Dice Today en Google Play y la App Store. Actualice al modo Premium dentro de la aplicación.

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