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Orna, el GPS MMORPG, está dejando caer el legado de Terra para crear conciencia ambiental

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Únase a Orna's Terra's Legacy: ¡un evento de juegos de rol ambiental del mundo real!

Orna de Northern Forge Studios, el RPG de fantasía y el GPS MMO, está lanzando Terra's Legacy, un evento único en el juego que aborda la contaminación ambiental del mundo real. Del 9 al 19 de septiembre, los jugadores lucharán contra enemigos con temas de contaminación y contribuirán a limpiar el planeta.

Combatir la contaminación, en el juego y fuera:

El legado de Terra fusiona el juego virtual con la acción del mundo real. Los jugadores identificarán ubicaciones contaminadas en su entorno y los enviarán a través de la aplicación Orna. Northern Forge transformará estos lugares en "Gloomsites" en el juego, que representan desafíos ambientales del mundo real.

En estos globos, los jugadores se enfrentan al Murk, un enemigo temático de la contaminación. Derrotar al Murk contribuye a crear conciencia sobre la contaminación y permite a los jugadores plantar árboles virtuales y cultivar manzanas Gaia en las ubicaciones correspondientes del mundo real. Estas manzanas se pueden usar para personalizar los personajes y mejorar sus habilidades mágicas, con el beneficio adicional de ser cosechables por otros jugadores. Cuantos más jugadores participen, mayor será el impacto, tanto en el juego como en realidad.

Parte del Juego Verde Jam 2024:

El legado de Orna's Terra es parte del Green Game Jam 2024, un evento anual que une desarrolladores de juegos en todo el mundo para promover la conciencia ambiental a través de experiencias atractivas en el juego.

Descargue Orna en la tienda Google Play y participe en esta importante iniciativa ambiental. ¡Posteriormente, consulte nuestro artículo sobre la última actualización de Marvel Future Fight!

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