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Obtener la escurridiza escalera paradisana en AVOWED

Autor : Elijah Actualizar : Feb 24,2025

En declarado , la escalera paradisana es un material de actualización crucial y raro. Esta guía detalla cinco métodos para adquirirlo:

1. Compras de Merilyn: Merilyn, un comerciante en South Paradise (ubicación del mapa que se muestra a continuación), vende una escalera paradisana y artículos que se pueden desglosar para producir más. Su stock no se repone, así que actúa rápido.

The map location of Merilyn the merchant in Avowed to get & buy more Paradisan Ladder

Fuente de la imagen: Obsidian Entertainment a través del escapista

2. Foraging: Explore el mundo del juego. El icono de la planta de escalera paradisana (círculo rojo en la imagen a continuación) aparece en su mini-map, guiándole a su ubicación. Tenga en cuenta las plantas de aspecto similar.

Avowed gameplay of finding & getting Paradisan Ladder by finding it in the wild while exploring, its location marked on a mini-map

Fuente de la imagen: Obsidian Entertainment a través del escapista

3. Misiones secundarias: Muchas misiones secundarias recompensan los materiales de fabricación, incluida la escalera paradisana. La búsqueda del "plan de escape", por ejemplo, proporciona una cantidad notable.

4. Deconstrucción del artículo: Desmontar armas y armaduras previamente actualizadas con una escalera paradisana para recuperar parte del material. Consulte los inventarios comerciales para obtener artículos con una escalera paradisana que figura en sus componentes de desglose.

5. Degradado en la Talón de Hylea: Una vez que llegas a la escalera esmeralda y adquieres Hylea's Talon (un material de nivel superior), puedes degradar cada garra en tres unidades de escalera paradisana en tu banco de trabajo de campamento de fiesta. Seleccione la opción "Renovado" en la pestaña "Crafting".

Avowed gameplay of getting Paradisan Ladder by downgrading Hylea's Talon

Fuente de la imagen: Obsidian Entertainment a través del escapista

Dominar estos métodos garantiza un suministro constante de escalera paradisana para sus actualizaciones.

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