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Love y Deepspace caen el evento Catch-22 de mañana con misiones de alto riesgo

Autor : Scarlett Actualizar : Feb 20,2025

Love y Deepspace caen el evento Catch-22 de mañana con misiones de alto riesgo

¡El muy esperado evento Catch-22 de Love y DeepSpace ha vuelto! Con el 10 de febrero al 26, este evento ofrece a los jugadores misiones emocionantes y recompensas emocionantes.

Catch-22 de mañana: ¿Qué le espera?

Este evento presenta el codiciado grupo de deseos de memoria de 5 estrellas, otorgando acceso a nuevos recuerdos de 5 estrellas para Caleb, Zayne, Rafayel, Xavier y Sylus, todos elegantes con elegantes cortes de lobo. A diferencia de los sistemas GACHA típicos, los jugadores disfrutan de un control sin precedentes, seleccionando tres recuerdos para aumentar sus tasas de caída y cambiar sus elecciones a voluntad. Esto presenta la oportunidad perfecta para adquirir interacciones exclusivas de los personajes.

¡Vea el Catch-22 de mañana en acción!

misiones de alto riesgo y festividades en toda la ciudad:

El Catch-22 de mañana incluye una serie de misiones desafiantes y eventos en toda la ciudad:

  • Día de Lanternet: Linkon City se transforma en un festival vibrante con mensajes especiales, correos electrónicos y recompensas diarias. - Asegura salvaje: Un evento por tiempo limitado ambientado en una ciudad devastada por la radiación, enfrentando a los jugadores contra los payas de los payos: seres mutados. Los jugadores deben infiltrarse en una instalación de alta seguridad, recolectar Intel y descubrir los secretos detrás de un peligroso potenciador de frenesí.
  • Día del eco de Azure: presenta momentos conmovedores y oportunidades de construcción de relaciones.

Abundan las recompensas, incluidos los deseos de Deepspace, los diamantes, los atuendos "mis", títulos exclusivos, avatares chibi, poses de retratos dinámicos y tableros de fotos canjeables para artículos de tiempo limitado adicionales. Un bono de crecimiento de memoria por tiempo limitado y el debut de The Wobbly Biring Plushie completan las ofertas del evento.

¡Descargue Love and DeepSpace de Google Play Store y únase a la diversión!

Para obtener más noticias de juegos, consulte nuestro artículo sobre el nuevo rompecabezas de palabras de los juegos de Karios, Rico the Fox.

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