ニュース Wuthering Wavesバージョン2.1が利用可能になりました。

Wuthering Wavesバージョン2.1が利用可能になりました。

著者 : Hannah アップデート : Mar 21,2025

Kuro GamesのAction RPG、 Wuthering Wavesは、最新のアップデートであるバージョン1.2「Waves Sing and the Cerulean Bird Calls」を開始しました。このアップデートは、豊富な新しいコンテンツ、パフォーマンスの最適化、驚くほど印象的なグラフィカルな強化を提供します。飛び込みましょう!

日焼けした海岸を浴びて、新しく追加されたリッチョーリ諸島を探索し、暗闇の中で覆われた神秘的なヴォールトの地下に掘り下げてください。スタイリッシュなフィービーとブラントの2つの新しい5つ星の共振器が、新しい武器、魅惑的なコンパニオンストーリー、興味深い探索クエストとともに名簿に加わります。 「老人とクジラ」の釣りイベントなどの限られた時間のイベントは、さらに興奮を加えています。

このアップデートは、重要な最適化も誇っています。新しいエコープリセットと推奨事項は、ロードアウトの選択を合理化し、有用な改善のヒントを提供します。強化されたカメラコントロールにより、アイドルアニメーションでお気に入りの共振器の見事な写真をキャプチャすることができます。 PCプレーヤーは、レイトレースでゲームを体験できるようになり、視覚的な忠実度を大幅に向上させることができます。

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ミホヨはそのジャンルの支配的な力のままですが、競争の増加はイノベーションを促進しました。 Wuthering Wavesの人気により、この更新は退役軍人と新人の両方にとって歓迎すべき追加になることを保証します。新しい招集、恒久的なゲームプレイの課題、たくさんの新しいエコーなどを特徴とする今後の更新を楽しみにしています!

リターンプレーヤーまたはブーストを求めているプレイヤーについては、潜在的なボーナス報酬について、驚異的な波のコードの定期的に更新されたリストを確認することを忘れないでください。

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