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Engancharse con el poder resplandeciente de Dialga en Pokémon TCG

Autor : Madison Actualizar : Feb 19,2025

Engancharse con el poder resplandeciente de Dialga en Pokémon TCG

Dialga EX domina el Pokémon TCG Pocket Space-Time Smackdown Expansion, con su propio arquetipo poderoso. Aquí hay dos compilaciones de mazo Dialga de primer nivel para comenzar con:

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  • Dialga de metal ex
  • Dialga ex/yanmega ex combo

Dialga de metal ex

Este mazo utiliza la sinergia entre Dialga Ex y Pokémon de tipo metal, superando las debilidades pasadas.

  • Meltan x2
  • Melmetal x2
  • Dialga ex x2
  • MEW EX
  • HEATRAN
  • Tauros
  • Dawn x2
  • Giovanni x2
  • Hoja x2
  • Investigación del profesor x2
  • Poké Ball x2
  • Cape X2 gigante

La capacidad turbo metálica de Dialga Ex aumenta significativamente la consistencia al unir dos energía de metal a su Pokémon de banca, acelerando el despliegue de Melmetal. Mew Ex y Tauros, que también se benefician del turbo metálico, sirven como mostradores efectivos. Sus requisitos de energía incoloros permiten un accesorio de energía rápida, mientras que Dialga ex ataca.

dialga ex/yanmega ex combo

Este mazo combina Dialga Ex con Yanmega EX para una potente estrategia basada en incoloros.

  • Dialga ex x2
  • Yanma x2
  • Yanmega ex x2
  • Tauros
  • MEW EX
  • Investigación del profesor x2
  • Poké Ball x2
  • Pokémon Communication x2
  • Cape X2 gigante
  • Dawn x2
  • Hoja x2

La barra aérea de Yanmega Ex, que causa 120 daños, puede eliminar rápidamente a muchos oponentes. Si bien descartar una energía es un inconveniente, Dialga EX lo repone fácilmente. La versatilidad de Dialga Ex se extiende a otros mazos incoloros; Si bien Yanmega EX es un socio fuerte, vale la pena experimentar con Pidgeot o Pidgeot Ex.

Estos son dos excelentes puntos de partida para construir mazos Dialga ex en Pokémon TCG Pocket . Para obtener más estrategias e información de Pokémon TCG Pocket, consulte el escapista.

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