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Monster Hunter ahora mejorado con Magnamalo, armas y manjares

Autor : Claire Actualizar : Feb 25,2025

Calificación de Toucharcade: Niantic y Capcom han presentado la próxima actualización significativa para Monster Hunter Now (gratis). La temporada 3, titulada "Curse de las llamas errantes", presenta a Magnamalo, el primer monstruo original de Monster Hunter Rise , a la línea Monster Hunter Now . Se unen a Magnamalo dos enemigos formidables adicionales: Rajang (un favorito personal) y AknoSom. Esta actualización también presenta una nueva arma, el arco pesado pesado y la muy esperada adición de mecánica de cocción. Estoy particularmente emocionado de ver cómo Magnamalo y Rajang se traducen en la experiencia Monster Hunter Now , habiendo disfrutado de cazarlos ampliamente en Monster Hunter Rise: Sunbreak y Monster Hunter World: IceBorne (en el caso de Rajang). Ver Magnamalo's Monster Hunter Now Artework a continuación:

Aquí hay un vistazo a algunos de los nuevos equipos incluidos en la actualización:

Para los recién llegados o jugadores que regresan, he compilado una guía completa con consejos, trucos, detalles de armas, habilidades especiales, una lista de monstruos actual y mi lista de deseos personal para futuras adiciones de monstruos. Descargue Monster Hunter Now en la App Store para iOS y Google Play para Android. Las compras en la aplicación incluyen varios paquetes de gemas y actualizaciones. Visite el sitio web oficial para obtener más información. ¿Qué piensas sobre el estado actual del juego, y estás anticipando la llegada de TEOSTRA el próximo mes?

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