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Especial de vacaciones de diciembre: Red Raid de regalos rey Puru

Autor : Jason Actualizar : May 22,2025

Line Games está difundiendo alegría navideña con el evento Gift King Puru en su juego de rol móvil de pirateo y salto, sin diciembre. La celebración festiva se extiende durante todo el mes, culminando el 1 de enero con el emocionante evento de Holiday Raid, ofreciendo a los jugadores la oportunidad de obtener recompensas exclusivas justo a tiempo para Navidad.

En la última actualización del pueblo de diciembre, los jugadores pueden sumergirse en la redada de vacaciones durante todo diciembre, luchando contra enemigos formidables y cosechando los beneficios de sus esfuerzos. Para participar, diríjase a la ciudad y use sus boletos en la junta de reclutamiento para unirse a la redada en solitario. Sin embargo, tenga en cuenta que la preparación es clave, ya que la muerte dentro de la redada significa que ha terminado sin la oportunidad de resucitar.

Derrotar con éxito a Gift King Puru viene con generosas recompensas, y cuantas más veces aclaras la redada, más golosinas podrás reclamar. Estos incluyen los milagros del cupón de los pasos de invierno, el cofre de runestone runestone mágico, la esencia del enlace mágico de Runestone, el cofre de selección de piedra grabable de grabado [exclusivo] y mucho más.

Evento de rango navideño de diciembre

Para obtener un desglose detallado de todas las recompensas, consulte el blog oficial. Si está buscando mejorar sus habilidades de combate, no se pierda nuestra guía sobre las mejores construcciones en diciembre.

¿Listo para unirse a las festividades? Puede descargar un no de diciembre de forma gratuita en App Store y Google Play, con compras en la aplicación disponibles. Manténgase conectado con la comunidad siguiendo la página oficial de YouTube, visitando el sitio web oficial para obtener más información o viendo el clip integrado anterior para probar la atmósfera y las imágenes del juego.

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