ニュース Xbox Game Pass Indiana Jones、Call of Dutyとのサージ。ハードウェアの販売が減少します

Xbox Game Pass Indiana Jones、Call of Dutyとのサージ。ハードウェアの販売が減少します

著者 : Thomas アップデート : Apr 02,2025

今日の第2四半期の投資家のコール中、Microsoft CEOのSatya Nadellaは、インディアナジョーンズとグレートサークルが印象的な400万人のプレーヤーを魅了したことを発表しました。そうでなければ、ゲーム部門の比較的標準的な収益レポートであったため、MachineGamesの最新リリースの傑出したパフォーマンスは成功のビーコンでした。ゲームオブザイヤーやベストXboxゲームのノミネートを含む、批評家の称賛と複数の賞を獲得したこのゲームは、プレーヤーと強く共鳴しました。私たち自身のレビューは、それを「魅力的で没入感のあるグローバルな宝狩り」として称賛しました。そして、ここで完全なレビューを読むことで、私たちの考えをより深く掘り下げることができます。

遊ぶXbox Newsの他の場所では、MicrosoftはPCでのゲームパスが前四半期に30%の著しい成長を遂げ、四半期ごとの収益の新しい記録を樹立したことを共有しました。さらに、Cloud Gamingは印象的な1億4,000万時間のストリーミングを見ており、Xboxコンテンツとサービス収益の2%の増加に貢献しました。

これらの前向きな発展にもかかわらず、課題は残っています。全体的なゲーム収益の減少は7%でしたが、Xboxハードウェアの収益は29%減少しました。これは、MicrosoftのGame Passへの投資が肯定的な結果をもたらしている一方で、特にインディアナジョーンズや大規模なサークルCall of Duty:Black Ops 6 、およびMicrosoft Flight Simulatorなどの主要なタイトルが究極の加入者に利用できることを示していますが、ConsoleおよびHardwareセクターで行われる作業がまだあります。

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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