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Nintendo agrega fatal Fury 2 y otros juegos de SNES a la biblioteca en línea de Nintendo Switch

Autor : Christian Actualizar : Feb 26,2025

La biblioteca SNES de Nintendo Switch Online se expande con tres títulos nuevos: Fatal Fury 2 , Sutte Hakkun y Super Ninja Boy .

Un reciente trailer de Nintendo (ver más abajo) muestra las adiciones.

Fatal Fury 2, una secuela de juego de lucha de 1992, presenta a Kim Kaphwan y Mai Shiranui al elenco existente de Terry Bogard, Big Bear y otros, lo que lleva el recuento total de luchadores a ocho.

¡Tres títulos clásicos de #supernes ahora están en vivo para los miembros #NintendosWitchOnline!

☑️ Fatal Fury 2
☑️ Super Ninja Boy
☑️ Sutte Hakkun pic.twitter.com/zm0hzc2tuk

Nintendo of America (@nintendoamerica) 24 de enero de 2025

Sutte Hakkun, un juego de rompecabezas de desplazamiento lateral previamente inédito en inglés, desafía a los jugadores a recolectar fragmentos de arcoiris como el adorable Hakkun.

Super Ninja Boy, un lanzamiento de 1991 considerado antes de su tiempo, combina RPG y elementos de acción. Los jugadores controlan a Jack, luchando contra enemigos y disfrutando de la opción de un juego cooperativo de dos jugadores.

Estos juegos son gratuitos para los suscriptores en línea de Nintendo Switch con un paquete de expansión. Nintendo actualiza regularmente sus servicios en línea Switch, que abarcan NES, SNES, N64, Game Boy y otras bibliotecas clásicas de juegos.

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