Hogar Noticias MTG presenta un conjunto sombrío: surgen cartas de 'carrera de muerte'

MTG presenta un conjunto sombrío: surgen cartas de 'carrera de muerte'

Autor : Harper Actualizar : Feb 24,2025

Aetherdrift, Magic: el próximo set de The Gathering, presenta una carrera de muerte multiverso. Tenemos una vista previa exclusiva de dos nuevas tarjetas: Coordinador de CloudSpire y contar con suerte.

Echa un vistazo a la galería a continuación para ver imágenes de tarjetas y versiones de arte alternativas.

Magic: The Gathering - AetherDrift: Dos nuevas cartas reveladas

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El coordinador de Cloudspire, una tarjeta poco común, muestra el emparejamiento rojo-blanco. Representando al equipo de carreras de Cloudspire de Kylem (introducido en Battlebond), la potencia 3 de esta criatura permite la tripulación de vehículos, mientras que su habilidad activada genera tokens piloto para tripulaciones adicionales.

Contar con Luck, un raro encantamiento de 3 mana, es una tarjeta sencilla y roja. Al comienzo de cada turno, exilia la carta superior de su biblioteca, lo que le permite jugarla de inmediato, un efecto clásico de "sorteo de impulso", ideal para cubiertas mono-rojos.

Finalmente, mostramos el conteo de las versiones de aluminio extendido y de primer lugar de Luck. Las láminas de primer lugar, las tarjetas doradas brillantes, son exclusivas de los paquetes de promoción de box de compra aleatoria incluidos con cada caja de Aetherdrift. Todas las raras establecidas y 10 tierras de arte completo reciben este tratamiento.

AetherDrift se lanza el 14 de febrero (físico y digital), con las prerelebras a partir del 7 de febrero. Más detalles sobre la mecánica establecida están disponibles aquí.

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