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New Hero Enchants Festividades de San Valentín en Epic Seven

Autor : Ethan Actualizar : Feb 24,2025

¡Epic Seven, bienvenida a un nuevo héroe de 5 estrellas, Tori, en el evento de San Valentín!

El popular juego de rol móvil de Smilegate, Epic Seven, celebra el Día de San Valentín con un nuevo evento por tiempo limitado con el nuevo y ardiente héroe de 5 estrellas, Tori. Este evento, "Sweet Chocolate Scandal!", Se extiende hasta el 13 de marzo y sigue la historia de Tori como un ex modelo de trabajo de navegación, transmisión y sus aspiraciones para regresar.

Tori, el protagonista del evento, es un ladrón elemental de fuego de 5 estrellas cuyas habilidades se centran tanto en el daño como en la capacidad de supervivencia. Sus habilidades únicas incluyen:

  • La pista delirante: evita la disipación de los beneficios aplicados a ella, asegurando una ventaja constante en el campo de batalla.
  • Disparador en cascada: Inicia un efecto cascade al comienzo de cada turno, lo que aumenta la salida de daño basada en los beneficios activos.
  • Corazón sobre la gracia: Proporciona a los aliados aficionados a los ataques y a la velocidad para tres turnos, mejorando significativamente el rendimiento del equipo.

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Tori está disponible a través de un banner por tiempo limitado hasta el 13 de marzo.

Esta celebración del Día de San Valentín incluye múltiples eventos que ofrecen recompensas generosas:

  • Hasta 77 citación gratuita: Una oportunidad para expandir su lista de héroes. - Evento de check-in de 7 días: Las recompensas incluyen un artefacto de San Valentín, un boleto de invocación de héroe de 5 estrellas y encantos de artefactos épicos.
  • MISIONES DIARIOS: MISIONES COMPLETAS para obtener moneda de eventos, canjeable para varios artículos con recompensas de bonificación para un mayor gasto. ¡No olvides canjear disponibles Códigos épicos para golosinas adicionales!

¡Únase a las festividades y descargue Epic Seven gratis hoy!

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