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Actualización de Marvel Snap: Captain America Bravos un mundo nuevo

Autor : Audrey Actualizar : Feb 19,2025

La temporada de legado de Marvel Snap: ¡Sam Wilson toma el escudo!

Este mes en Marvel Snap, Legacy es el nombre del juego. Sam Wilson asciende como el nuevo Capitán América, presentando una nueva y emocionante mecánica de juego. Unirse a él hay varios otros personajes convincentes, agregando profundidad y complejidad estratégica a sus partidos.

La llegada de Sam Wilson está marcada por un pase de temporada que narra su viaje de Falcon al Capitán América. Su habilidad de tarjeta presenta el escudo icónico del Capitán América al comienzo de cada juego, colocado al azar en el tablero. Este escudo móvil, indestructible pero impactante, otorga poder SAM +2 cada vez que reside en su ubicación.

La expansión de la lista de personajes de febrero incluye:

Joaquín Torres: Llegando el 4 de febrero.
Iron Patriot y Thaddeus Ross: Unirse a la refriega el 11 de febrero.
Redwing: Debutando el 18 de febrero.
Diamondback: Completando el mes el 25 de febrero.

Estas tarjetas de la Serie 5 estarán disponibles a través de token Shop y Spotlight Cache, ofreciendo múltiples rutas de adquisición.

Dos nuevas ubicaciones mejoran aún más las opciones estratégicas:

Museo Smithsonian: Proporciona una potencia adicional de +1 por tarjeta continua.
Madripoor: Aumenta la tarjeta de mayor costo en esa ubicación en +2 potencia después de cada turno.

Estas ubicaciones fomentan diversas estrategias de construcción de mazos, exigiendo la adaptabilidad para prosperar.

¡Consulte nuestra lista actualizada de niveles de Marvel Snap para las clasificaciones de personajes!

Los coleccionistas también disfrutarán de nuevos álbumes con avatares, emotos y variantes:

Viktor Farro Álbum: Lanzamiento del 4 de febrero, con recompensas que incluyen una variante de Darkhawk y los tokens de colección.
Álbum de moda de limón: Llegando el 25 de febrero, con contenido exclusivo de Bloodstone de Elsa.

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