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Pokémon Psychic Outbreak Event debuts en el juego de tarjetas comerciales

Autor : Henry Actualizar : Feb 19,2025

Evento de brote masivo de Pokémon TCG Pocket: Psychic Pokémon Galore!

Un nuevo evento de brote masivo es barrer el bolsillo Pokémon TCG, pero no temas, ¡no es un virus! Este evento está lleno de Pokémon de tipo psíquico. Capitalice la función de Wonder Pick para las posibilidades aumentadas de enganches de bonificación y selecciones raras.

Este evento utiliza en gran medida a la mecánica de Wonder Pick. Las selecciones de bonificación están cargadas de Pokémon de tipo psíquico como Ralts, Kirlia y Sigilyph. ¡Usa tu resistencia maravillosa para intentar selecciones raras, con un aterrizaje potencialmente codiciado por tarjetas como Gardevoir, Mewtwo y Florges!

Muestre su Pokémon de tipo psíquico recién adquirido con el nuevo Mew Ex Circles Flair (Battle): Blue claro, disponible durante el evento.

¿Un movimiento estratégico?

La popularidad de la función de Wonder Pick probablemente hace que este evento de brote de masa sea un movimiento estratégico para construir anticipación para el muy esperado lanzamiento de la función de negociación el 29 de enero, seguido de la expansión de Space-Time Smackdown el 30.

Después de recolectar las cartas deseadas, considere explorar otros nuevos y emocionantes lanzamientos de juegos móviles. ¡Vea nuestra última lista de los cinco mejores juegos móviles para una amplia gama de experiencias de juego! Esta lista presenta los mejores lanzamientos nuevos de la semana pasada en varios géneros. No te lo pierdas: ¡el evento de brote masivo termina el 29 de enero!

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