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Monster Hunter ahora se prepara para el festival de primavera 2025 con nuevos monstruos

Autor : Claire Actualizar : May 18,2025

Monster Hunter ahora se prepara para el festival de primavera 2025 con nuevos monstruos

Monster Hunter ahora ha introducido una emocionante actualización estacional con el Festival de Primavera 2025, que se ejecuta del 14 de abril al 27 de abril. Este evento trae una gran cantidad de nuevas características y contenido al juego, incluido el nuevo equipo y el debut de un monstruo particularmente agresivo.

¿Quién es el nuevo monstruo?

El nuevo monstruo que hace su debut es el formidable Ebony Odogaron. A diferencia de un simple reskin, esta variante es mucho más agresiva que su contraparte estándar. Reconocerás el Odogaron de ébano por el humo negro que emite de su boca. Esta bestia amenazante se puede encontrar en varios entornos, incluidos bosques, desiertos, pantanos y tundra. Con un comportamiento más hostil y un área de roaming más amplia, prepárese para batallas desafiantes. Durante el Monster Hunter Now Spring Festival 2025, también encontrarás caras familiares como Kulu-Ya-Ku como parte de las misiones del evento.

Durante el evento, los jugadores pueden recolectar huevos de primavera y arcoiris derrotando a monstruos o participando en Special Hunt-a-Thons. Estos huevos se pueden intercambiar en el centro de intercambio de eventos para obtener artículos increíbles, mejorando su experiencia de juego.

Celebre Spring Festival 2025 con Monster Hunter Now

La emoción alcanza su punto máximo el 18 de abril, cuando los juguetes de huevo gigantes comienzan a aparecer en Hunt-a-Thons. Romper estos juguetes lo recompensará con una cantidad sustancial de huevos intercambiables. Además, el evento presenta misiones por tiempo limitado que ofrecen recompensas exclusivas. Completar estas misiones puede ganarte la Medalla del Festival de Primavera 2025, un fondo de cartas de gremios únicos y boletos de armadura y arma de primavera 2025.

No se pierda los paquetes de equipos con temas de primavera disponibles durante el festival. Si ahora eres fanático de Monster Hunter, asegúrate de actualizar tu juego de Google Play Store y sumergirte en las festividades del Festival de Primavera 2025.

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