ニュース マーベルライバルの開発者は、現在PVEモードの計画はないと言います

マーベルライバルの開発者は、現在PVEモードの計画はないと言います

著者 : Sophia アップデート : Mar 21,2025

マーベルのライバルは、比較的新しいものですが、将来のコンテンツ、特にPVEモードについてのプレイヤーの憶測をすでに引き起こしています。潜在的なPVEボスの戦いの最近の噂はこの興奮を促進しましたが、Neteaseは現在、完全なPVEモードが計画されていないことを明らかにしています。

しかし、Dice SummitでMarvel RivalsのプロデューサーWeicong Wuとの会話の中で、希望のかすかなことが現れました。 WUは、即時のPVEプランはありませんが、開発チームは新しいゲームプレイモードを積極的に調査していると述べました。モードが十分に魅力的で楽しいことを証明した場合、プレイヤーに紹介されます。これをさらに強調して、Marvel GamesのエグゼクティブプロデューサーであるDanny Kooは、PVEモードの望ましさについて尋ね、チームのプレイヤーの関心に対する認識を強化しました。 WUは詳しく説明し、ハードコアPVEエクスペリエンスは現在のゲームのコアメカニクスとは大きく異なることに注目し、「軽い」PVEモードまたはイベントを含む可能性のあるさまざまなアプローチでの慎重な実験が必要です。

現在、NetEaseは詳細に依存していますが、PVEエクスペリエンスの低いこと、おそらく限られた時間のイベントの可能性は完全には除外されていません。一方、Marvel Rivalsは定期的な更新を継続し、約6週間ごとに新しいキャラクターを紹介しています。人間のトーチと物は、2月21日に名簿に参加する予定です。 WuとKooとの個別の議論は、Nintendo Switch 2の潜在的なリリースにも触れ、偽のヒーローリークで意図的に誤解を招くデータマイナーについての推測に取り組みました。

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