ニュース 3月に来るゴッドオブウォー戦争のリマスターは、サンタモニカスタジオを確認します

3月に来るゴッドオブウォー戦争のリマスターは、サンタモニカスタジオを確認します

著者 : Aaron アップデート : Apr 01,2025

最近、噂がオンラインで流通しており、サンタモニカスタジオは、ゴッドオブウォーシリーズの20周年を記念して、今後のイベントで重要な発表を行う態勢を整えていることを示唆しています。これらの噂は、古典的なゴッドオブウォーリマスターが発表される可能性を示唆しています。これは、インサイダーとジャーナリストのジェフグラブからのコメントによってさらに促進された概念です。この憶測は、ファンベースの間でかなりの興奮をかき立て、サンタモニカスタジオを介して状況を明確にしました。

3月に来るゴッドオブウォー戦争のリマスターはサンタモニカスタジオを確認します画像:x.com

渦巻く噂に応えて、サンタモニカスタジオはファンの期待を管理するための声明を発表しました。

「パンテオンズは衝突します!このパネルのギリシャと北欧のキャラクターのラインナップを発表することに興奮しています。このパネルは、シリーズの過去20年間を振り返り、このマイルストーンを取り巻く予想を考えると、このイベントの発表が計画されていないことを明確にしたいと思います。」サンタモニカスタジオ

ゲームの発表の代わりに、ファンはKratosとJörmungandrをフィーチャーした新しいテーマのアートワークを楽しみにしています。このイベントには、テレンスカーソン、クラトスの声やアテナを声に出したキャロル・ラギエなど、戦争の神シリーズからの俳優による出演も含まれます。この特別なパネルは、3月22日に開催される予定で、象徴的なフランチャイズのファンにノスタルジックでお祝いの経験を約束します。

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