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PS5 EXCLUSIVO PHANTOM BLADE CERO GAMPLEY revelado

Autor : Aaliyah Actualizar : Feb 20,2025

Ambientada en el mundo fantástico del mundo fantasma, una mezcla única de mitología china, elementos steampunk, ocultismo y kung fu, el juego se centra en Saul, un asesino de la organización clandestina "The Order", que se encuentra envuelto en una peligrosa conspiración . Herido crítico, se aferra a la vida gracias a una cura temporal, otorgándole solo 66 días para descubrir el verdadero autor intelectual detrás de la trama.

Un video de juego recientemente lanzado muestra una intensa batalla de jefes sin editar. Desarrollado con Unreal Engine 5, el juego cuenta con imágenes de vanguardia y un sistema de combate inspirado en películas clásicas de artes marciales asiáticas. Prepárese para batallas rápidas y fluidas llenas de bloques, lológicos y esquivas, con encuentros de jefes de varias etapas que se suman al desafío.

Una encuesta reciente de 3.000 desarrolladores de juegos revela un cambio significativo en la preferencia de la plataforma. Un 80% convincente ahora favorece el desarrollo de la PC sobre las consolas, un aumento sustancial del 66% en 2024 y solo 58% en 2021. Este aumento destaca el floreciente mercado de juegos de PC y un claro cambio en el enfoque de la industria.

La flexibilidad, la escalabilidad y el acceso inherentes de la PC a una base de jugadores más amplia están impulsando esta tendencia. Las consolas están perdiendo terreno, como lo demuestra el hecho de que solo el 34% de los desarrolladores están trabajando actualmente en los títulos de Xbox Series X | S, en comparación con el 38% en PS5 (incluida la versión Pro).

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