Hogar Noticias Project Mugen ahora tiene un nombre oficial y un avance de teaser cuando NetEase muestra a Ananta

Project Mugen ahora tiene un nombre oficial y un avance de teaser cuando NetEase muestra a Ananta

Autor : Violet Actualizar : Feb 21,2025

Ananta: el juego de rol de mundo abierto de NetEase presentado

NetEase Games y Naked Rain han revelado oficialmente el título de su enigmático proyecto Mugen: Ananta. Un nuevo jugador de tráiler fotovoltaico y teaser exhibe el juego y ofrece una imagen más clara de este juego de rol urbano de mundo abierto.

El video de vista previa destaca Nova City, un extenso paisaje urbano maduro para la exploración, un elenco diverso de personajes y una amenaza inminente de las fuerzas de otro mundo del caos. Si bien las comparaciones con los títulos de Mihoyo, particularmente la zona cero sin zen, son inevitables, Ananta se distingue, particularmente en su impresionante mecánica de movimiento. El juego promete una combinación de personajes encantadores y combate dinámico, una fórmula popular en el panorama de RPG 3D de hoy.

Movimiento y exploración fluidos

El PV muestra un impresionante movimiento de personajes. El alcance del espacio explorable dentro del paisaje urbano sigue sin estar claro; Ya sea que el recorrido se limitará a áreas instancionadas (como calles y tejados) o que permita una exploración de estilo más flotante al estilo de Spider-Man aún no se ha visto.

Mientras que Ananta comparte similitudes con los títulos de Hoyoverse de Mihoyo como Genshin Impact, la ambición de NetEase es clara. La verdadera prueba será si Ananta puede tallar su propio nicho y potencialmente desafiar a los campeones reinantes del género RPG 3D GACHA.

Mientras tanto, ¡consulte nuestra lista de los cinco mejores juegos móviles para jugar esta semana!

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