ニュース Borderlands 4リリース日が確認されました

Borderlands 4リリース日が確認されました

著者 : Benjamin アップデート : Apr 01,2025

Gearboxは、 Borderlands 4の待望のリリース日を正式に発表しました。プレイオブプレイイベントの中で、ギアボックスのランディピッチフォードの社長は、ファンが2025年9月23日にカレンダーをマークできることを明らかにしました。このエキサイティングなニュースを祝うために、GearboxはBorderlands Experienceを強化するための革新的なゲームプレイ機能のいくつかを紹介する新しい予告編を発表しました。

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予告編で強調されている傑出した追加の1つは、グラップリングフックの導入であり、探索と戦闘に新しい次元を追加することを約束します。ただし、シリーズのザトップガン、爆発、カオスのシグネチャーブレンドのファンは、 Borderlands 4がその前線で引き続き配信され続けていることを喜んでいます。

リリース日の発表に加えて、Gearboxは、この春に初公開する予定の特別なBorderlands 4をテーマにしたプレイイベントの計画も明らかにしました。この専用のショーケースは、ファンに新しいゲームプレイのメカニズムと、もちろん興奮する新しい銃の配列を詳細に見ることができます。

さらにストーリーの詳細を待っていますが、 Borderlands 4は、以前のエントリで見られる「トイレユーモア」への依存から離れることができるというヒントがありました。ゲームがより深刻な口調を採用するのか、それともフランチャイズの不敬なユーモアの伝統を継続するのかはまだ不明です。

この春、プレイオブプレイイベントにアプローチする際に、 Borderlands 4の最新情報をお楽しみに。それまでの間、今日のPlayStation State of Playのすべての主要な発表に追いつくことができます。

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