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Autor : Evelyn Actualizar : Feb 19,2025

Pokémon Go Tour: Unova El evento trae Kyurem en blanco y negro

¡Prepárate, Pokémon Go Trainers! El muy esperado Kyurem en blanco y negro finalmente llega a Pokémon Go como parte del evento Global Go Tour: UNOVA, que tendrá lugar el 1 y 2 de marzo, de 10 a.m. a 6 p.m. hora local.

Este legendario dúo, los favoritos de los fanáticos de los Pokémon Black and White Games, estará disponible en Raids. ¡Aún mejor, versiones brillantes de Kyurem en blanco y negro serán atrapables! El evento también cuenta con fondos especiales de eventos inspirados en los clásicos juegos de Pokémon en blanco y negro.

Más que solo incursiones:

La emoción no deja de atrapar a Kyurem. Similar a la fusión Necrozma del año pasado, los jugadores pueden fusionar el kyurem negro con Zekrom (que requiere energía de fusión de 1,000 voltios, dulces de 30 kyurem y 30 zekrom caramelos) o kyurem blanco con reshiram (usando 1,000 incendios de fusión, 30 kyurem caramelos y 30 shiram caramelos ). Estas fusiones desbloquean ataques únicos: congelar el shock para la fusión y la quemadura de hielo de Black Kyurem para la fusión de Kyurem White. La fusión es reversible sin costo. Fusion Energy se obtiene al derrotar a Kyurem en las redadas.

Recompensas de eventos exclusivas:

Completar estas fusiones también desbloquea fondos especiales de eventos con el tema de Pokémon en blanco y negro. Desbloquear ambas fusiones otorga un fondo adicional y único.

No te pierdas el Pokémon Go Tour: ¡UNOVA EVENT! Prepárese para las redadas, prepárese para las fusiones y prepárese para algunas nuevas incorporaciones realmente impresionantes a su colección Pokémon Go.

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