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¡Negima! Magister Negi Magi - Mahora Panic golpeará todos los navegadores mañana

Autor : Andrew Actualizar : Feb 25,2025

¡Negima! Magister Negi Magi-Mahora Panic: un juego de rol inactivo basado en el navegador llega el 17 de febrero

¡Prepárate para el lanzamiento de Negima! Magister Negi Magi - Mahora Panic, un juego de rol inactivo de 10v10 basado en la popular serie de manga, ¡llegó a G123 el 17 de febrero! Esto marca la primera adaptación basada en el navegador de la querida serie de Ken Akamatsu, que ofrece una forma única de experimentar el mundo de la Academia Mahora.

Disfrute de un juego sin problemas con este juego de rol totalmente basado en el navegador. No se requieren descargas ni instalaciones; Simplemente acceda a él desde su PC, tableta o dispositivo móvil para sesiones de juego rápidas y convenientes. La función de juego fuera de línea garantiza un progreso continuo incluso cuando estás fuera de línea. Todo lo que necesita es una conexión a Internet y el acceso a G123.

¡Las recompensas previas al registro todavía están disponibles! Llegue a 50,000 preinscripciones y reciba 10 rollos GACHA y un SSSR AKO Izumi para reforzar a su equipo inicial. Numerosos otros artículos de bonificación también están en juego, proporcionando una ventaja significativa en el lanzamiento.

Basado en la serie de manga y anime aclamados a nivel mundial (más de 26 millones de copias vendidas en todo el mundo), Mahora Panic le permite comprometerse con personajes queridos como Negi Springfield, Asuna Kaguraka, Konoka Konoe y Setsuna Sakurazaki. Descubra sus habilidades e interacciones únicas a medida que avanza en el juego.

Revive la magia de la Academia Mahora en este nuevo formato interactivo. ¡Negi, el poderoso mago de Gales, y sus alumnos esperan!

Mahora Panic* se lanza el 17 de febrero. Visite el sitio web oficial para obtener más detalles. ¡No te pierdas!

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