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Grandchase abre el preinscripción de Blood Avenger Uno (S), con Merch de IRL fresco en juego

Autor : Alexis Actualizar : Feb 21,2025

Preinsérvate para el nuevo héroe, UNO (s) de Grandchase Mobile, y gane premios increíbles!

Kog Games ha lanzado preinscripción para el nuevo y muy esperado héroe, UNO (S), en Mobile de Grandchase. Regístrese ahora para tener la oportunidad de asegurar recompensas exclusivas y comenzar a experimentar este nuevo personaje vengativo. Nacido de la tragedia y alimentada por una sed insaciable de venganza, ONO (S) promete una adición emocionante a su lista de nietas.

La preinscripción está abierta hasta el 17 de febrero. Simplemente visite el sitio web oficial y envíe su dirección de correo electrónico para participar. Las recompensas incluyen:

Boleto de Avatar de Avatar de Uno (S)
UNO (S) Equipo exclusivo
Boleto de lotería de set de merchandising de niñeras

El boleto de lotería te otorga entrada a un sorteo para fantásticos premios físicos:

Soporte acrílico
Tarjetas de fotos
Juego de diorama
pegatinas

Curious acerca de cómo UNO (s) se compara con otros héroes de la nieta? ¡Mira nuestra lista de niveles de niñeras para obtener una descripción completa!

¿Listo para unirse a la acción? Descargue Grandchase Mobile gratis en App Store y Google Play (compras en la aplicación disponibles).

Manténgase actualizado en las últimas noticias siguiendo la página oficial de Facebook, visitando el sitio web oficial o viendo el video integrado de arriba para obtener un adelanto de la (s) en acción.

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