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¡Sarris y los Klingon están trayendo el caos en el Comando de la Flota de Star Trek X Galaxy Quest Collab!

Autor : Julian Actualizar : Feb 21,2025

¡Sarris y los Klingon están trayendo el caos en el Comando de la Flota de Star Trek X Galaxy Quest Collab!

¡El Comando de Fleet Star Trek de Scopely está lanzando un emocionante evento de crossover interestelar! Para una celebración de un mes del 25 aniversario de Galaxy Quest , Star Trek Fleet Command se asocia con Paramount. La "Actualización 69: Galaxy Quest Crossover" presenta una gran cantidad de contenido nuevo.

¿Qué está incluido?

Este crossover épico lleva a Jason Nesmith y a la tripulación Galaxy Quest al universo de comando de la flota de Star Trek. Están en una nueva misión para frustrar al villano Sarris, que está aliado con los Klingon.

Lo más destacado es la introducción del Protector NSEA, el barco más rápido del Galaxy. Capaz de exceder la Warp 10, ofrece una segunda oportunidad crucial en la batalla.

El evento de invasión de Galaxy Quest se desarrolla en etapas, comenzando con hostiles de fatu-krey y culminando en nuevas quimeras. También se agregan torneos de alianza, desafiando las alianzas en eventos competitivos.

Se unen a la lista tres Oficiales Galaxy Quest adicionales: Gwen DeMarco (Sigourney Weaver), Sir Alexander Dane y Laliari.

¡Vea la actualización 69: Galaxy Quest CrossOver Trailer a continuación!

Más características nuevas en el comando de la flota de Star Trek X Galaxy Quest Crossover:

La actualización también incluye dos nuevos primos y dos reajusiones de barcos, incluida la reparación de campo NSEA. Los nuevos pases de batalla ofrecen avatares frescos, marcos y una nueva frecuencia de avance.

¡Descargue el comando Star Trek Fleet de Google Play Store para unirse al evento Crossover! Echa un vistazo a nuestros otros artículos recientes, incluido el Warhammer 40,000: Tacticus Celebration en el segundo aniversario con los Angelinos de Blood.

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