Hogar Noticias Palworld: Cómo conseguir cuarzo de hexolita

Palworld: Cómo conseguir cuarzo de hexolita

Autor : Amelia Actualizar : Feb 26,2025

Isla Feybreak de Palworld: una guía para encontrar cuarzo de hexolita

Feybreak, la isla más nueva en Palworld , cuenta con una expansión masiva desde el lanzamiento del juego en enero de 2024. Esta actualización presenta una gran cantidad de artículos nuevos, incluido el cuarzo de hexolita, un recurso crucial para elaborar armas y armaduras avanzadas. Esta guía le mostrará cómo localizar y cosechar este valioso mineral.

Hexolite Quartz Node in Palworld

Localización de cuarzo de hexolita

Encontrar cuarzo de hexolita es relativamente sencillo. Su color holográfico distintivo lo hace fácilmente visible, incluso desde la distancia, tanto de día como de noche. Estos grandes y altos nodos se encuentran con frecuencia en áreas abiertas, particularmente pastizales y playas. Los nodos reaparecen con el tiempo, asegurando un suministro continuo.

Cosecha de cuarzo de hexolita

Necesitarás un pickaxe adecuado para extraer cuarzo de hexolita. Un pickaxe de metal Pal es ideal, pero un pico de metal refinado también será suficiente. Recuerde reparar su pickaxe antes de embarcarse en una expedición minera y equipar una resistente armadura de Plasteel para proteger contra amigos cercanos.

Recompensas

Cada nodo de cuarzo de hexolita produce hasta 80 piezas. Además, las piezas individuales se pueden encontrar dispersas en el suelo.

Example of Hexolite Quartz in Palworld

Con su abundancia y facilidad de ubicación, la cuarzo de hexolita proporciona un recurso fácilmente accesible para elaborar actualizaciones en la expansiva isla Feybreak de Palworld .

Últimos artículos

Más
Two Embers – Part 1 By [Your Name] The sky over Vaelthar had not known true night for seven years. It was not darkness that had been stolen—it was silence. The stars, once silver needles stitching the heavens, had been smothered by a slow, creeping haze: the breath of the Emberwyrms, ancient beasts of fire and memory, stirring once more from their slumber beneath the ash-choked earth. Their awakening had not come with war, nor with thunder. It came in whispers—flickers in the wind, embers carried on forgotten songs. And now, from the ruins of the old city, two figures moved like shadows through the ash. One was a girl—barely more than a child, with hair like burnt copper and eyes that shimmered like polished obsidian. She carried no weapon, only a cracked locket hanging from a chain of blackened iron. Inside, a portrait of a man who had not lived to see her grow. The other was a man—or what was left of him. His face was hidden beneath a helm forged from the petrified wing of a dead wyrm, and his cloak was stitched from ash-woven silk, said to absorb sound. He called himself Kaelen the Mute, though he had once spoken in tongues. He carried a blade named Dawn's Last Sigh, its edge not made of steel, but of captured lightning. They walked not toward safety, but toward the heart of the Emberfen—the dead forest where trees burned without flame, their roots feeding on sorrow. “Why here?” she whispered, her voice barely louder than the wind through the skeletons of birch. Kaelen did not answer. He pressed a hand to his chest, where a scar pulsed like a dying ember. A memory. Not his own. Then, from deep beneath the earth, a sound. A heartbeat. Not the earth’s. Something else. A voice, not in words, but in feeling—cold and vast, like a dream you cannot wake from. "She remembers." The girl flinched. The locket warmed. “Who said that?” she demanded. Kaelen knelt, placing a hand on the cracked soil. His fingers trembled. “He remembers you,” he said at last, his voice rough, as if carved from stone. “And that means you are not the only one who was forgotten.” A fire began to bloom in the distance—not from wood, not from kindling, but from the air itself. It curled upward, forming shapes: faces, half-erased, weeping. One face turned, and for a heartbeat, the girl saw her mother. She screamed. And the world cracked. To Be Continued in Two Embers – Part 2: The Weight of Names Lectura