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PS5 El precio aumenta nuevamente en Europa, Australia, Nueva Zelanda

Autor : Peyton Actualizar : May 15,2025

Sony ha anunciado un aumento en los precios minoristas recomendados (RRP) para las consolas PlayStation 5 en Europa, Australia y Nueva Zelanda, a partir del 14 de abril. La decisión de aumentar los precios proviene del clima económico desafiante actual, caracterizado por las altas tasas de inflación y las tasas de cambio fluctuantes. Estos ajustes se confirmaron oficialmente a través de una publicación en el blog PlayStation.

Aquí están los nuevos RRP:

Europa:
- PS5 Digital Edition - € 500 (el precio de la PS5 estándar con la unidad de disco permanece sin cambios)
Reino Unido:
- PS5 Digital Edition - £ 430 (el precio de la PS5 estándar con la unidad de disco permanece sin cambios)
Australia:
- PS5 estándar con unidad de disco - AUD $ 830
- PS5 Digital Edition - AUD $ 750
Nueva Zelanda:
- PS5 estándar con unidad de disco - NZD $ 950
- PS5 Digital Edition - NZD $ 860

Vale la pena señalar que el precio de la PS5 Pro no se ha visto afectado por estos cambios.

Esto sigue un patrón de ajustes de precios observados en 2022, lo que hace que la PS5 sea significativamente más costosa en muchas regiones en comparación con sus precios iniciales de lanzamiento. En Europa y el Reino Unido, la edición digital de PS5 ahora cuesta 100 € y £ 70 más que en el lanzamiento, aumentando de € 400 y £ 360, respectivamente. En Australia, la PS5 estándar ha aumentado en AUD $ 80 desde su precio original de AUD $ 750, mientras que la edición digital ha visto un aumento de AUD $ 150 de AUD $ 600. Los consumidores de Nueva Zelanda enfrentan un aumento de $ 130 NZD para la PS5 estándar de NZD $ 820 y un aumento de NZD $ 210 para la versión digital de NZD $ 650.

Curiosamente, el RRP para la unidad de disco PS5 se reduce a 80 € en Europa, £ 70 en el Reino Unido, AUD $ 125 en Australia y NZD $ 140 en Nueva Zelanda.

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