ニュース Pubg Mobile 2025:$ 500K賞金プール登録が開きます

Pubg Mobile 2025:$ 500K賞金プール登録が開きます

著者 : Nathan アップデート : Apr 07,2025

Pubg Mobileは、eSportsのフットプリントを引き続き拡大し続けています。このイベントは、世界中のアマチュアチームとプレイヤーが自分のスキルを紹介し、500,000ドルの賞金プールのかなりの部分を争う絶好の機会です。登録は2月9日まで営業しているため、予選にサインアップして準備するのに十分な時間を与えます。

メインイベントは、4月12日から13日まで、ウズベキスタンのタシュケントで開催される予定です。このトーナメントは、草の根の競争シーンを強化するためのPUBGモバイルeSportsの戦略の重要な部分であり、賞金プール、サードパーティトーナメントのインセンティブなどに割り当てられた1,000万ドルが報告されています。ただし、メインイベントに到達するには、参加者はまず一連のオープン予選をナビゲートし、最良のままになるまでチームを徐々に排除する必要があります。

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オーバーウォッチのような他のゲームで証明されているように、活気に満ちた繁栄したeスポーツシーンを構築することは小さな偉業ではありません。しかし、PUBG Mobileの草の根の競争環境を促進するためのKraftonの努力は、有望な結果を示しています。このようなかなりの賞金がかかっているため、競争は激しいと予想されます。この動きは、サウジアラビアのeSportsワールドカップへのPUBGモバイルの参加よりも先にあり、グローバルなファンベースを引き付けて楽しませるという彼らのコミットメントを示しています。

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Two Embers – Part 1 By [Your Name] The wind howled across the shattered plains of Eldryth, carrying with it the scent of ash and forgotten prayers. Once, this land had bloomed beneath twin suns—golden and silver—cradled in the arms of the sky. Now, only two embers remained: one buried deep in the heart of the Obsidian Spire, the other flickering faintly in the chest of a girl who did not know her name. She awoke beneath a sky split in two. One half burned crimson, the other wept silver mist. The earth cracked like old parchment, and from the fissures rose whispers—voices not of men, nor beasts, but of memory itself. Her fingers curled around a shard of obsidian, warm to the touch, humming with a rhythm that matched her pulse. She didn’t remember how she got here. She remembered nothing—not her mother’s lullaby, not the sound of her first breath, not even the shape of her face in the still pools of long-dead lakes. Only the ember. And the dream. “When the twins fall, the world will wake,” the dream whispered. “But not as it was. Not as it should be.” She sat up. The shard pulsed. Her reflection shimmered within it—not a face, but a storm: a woman with hair like flame and eyes like dying stars. “You’re not real,” she said, voice cracked from disuse. But the reflection smiled. And spoke. “I am you. I am what was lost. I am what was never meant to be found.” She stumbled to her feet, wind tearing at her tattered cloak—the color of dust and midnight. Around her, ruins of a cathedral rose from the earth, its spires fused with bone and blackened iron. The name carved into its fallen arch read: Aetherion. Her hand trembled as she touched the stone. A vision tore through her: A war not of swords, but of light. Two beings—twin stars forged in fire—clashing in the sky. One wore the face of a god, the other… a child. She gasped. And the ember screamed. From the east, a sound like a thousand bells made of glass. A procession of shadows moved across the horizon—hooded figures with eyes of ash, marching in silence. Their chants were not in any tongue, but in absence. In silence. She turned to flee—then stopped. Because behind her, in the west, a new light rose. Not silver. Not gold. Blue. And from it stepped a man—tall, scarred, wearing armor of woven wind and memory. In his hand, a sword without a blade. Its hilt bore the same mark as the shard in her palm. “Eira,” he said, voice like wind over graves. “You’ve come at last.” She stepped back. “Who are you?” He looked at her, and for the first time, his face cracked—just slightly. “I was your father,” he said. “And I thought I’d buried you with the world.” The ground trembled. The sky split again. And from the ember in her hand, a voice rose—not hers, not his. “The first ember dies. The second awakens. The war begins.” To Be Continued in Part 2: "The Blood of the Twin Suns" 読む