ニュース Xbox Game Pass Ultimateは、今日27年離れた2つのゲームを追加します

Xbox Game Pass Ultimateは、今日27年離れた2つのゲームを追加します

著者 : Natalie アップデート : Feb 23,2025

XboxゲームパスアルティメットはEAスポーツUFC 5とdiabloを歓迎します

Xbox Game Pass Ultimate Subscribersは、本日、EA Sports UFC 5とDiabloの2つの非常に期待されているタイトルにアクセスできます。これらの追加は、2025年1月のゲームパスリリースのWave 1の集大成を示しています。

両方のゲームが究極のサブスクリプションの一部として利用可能になりました。 1996年にリリースされた独創的なハックアンドスラッシュRPGであるDiabloは、ほとんど紹介する必要がありません。 EAのMMAフランチャイズ(2023年10月にリリース)の最新作であるEA Sports UFC 5と並行して、Xbox Game Passが提供する多様なタイトルを紹介しています。

これらのリリース間の27年近くのギャップは、利用可能なゲームエクスペリエンスの幅を強調しています。 Microsoftはマルチプラットフォームの可用性を目指していますが、Diabloは現在PC専用であり、EA Sports UFC 5にはローカルプレイにXboxシリーズX/sが必要です。ただし、十分なインターネット速度を備えた究極のサブスクライバーは、Xboxクラウドゲームを介してUFC 5をストリーミングできます。

Xbox Game PassのActivision Blizzardタイトル

Diabloの追加により、Xbox Game Pass Ultimateは13のActivision Blizzardタイトルを誇っています(SpyroとCrash Trilogiesをそれぞれ3つのゲームとしてカウントします)。これにより、Microsoftの買収以来、1か月に1か月にほぼ1つの新しいActivision Blizzardゲームがあり、このカタログからタイトルの加速が加速されています。

今後のXboxゲームパスゲーム

GameDate AddedGame Pass Tier(s)Platform(s)Notes
EA Sports UFC 5Jan 14UltimateCloud, Series X/S
DiabloJan 14Ultimate, PCPC
Eternal StrandsJan 28Ultimate, PCCloud, PC, Series X/SDay-one release.
Sniper Elite: ResistanceJan 30Ultimate, PCCloud, Console, PCDay-one release.
Citizen Sleeper 2: Starward VectorJan 31Ultimate, PCCloud, PC, Series X/SDay-one release.
AvowedFeb 18Ultimate, PCCloud, PC, Series X/SDay-one release.
AtomfallMar 27Ultimate, PCCloud, Console, PCDay-one release.
Football Manager 25Mar ??Ultimate, PCCloud, Console, PCDay-one release; exact date TBA.
Commandos: OriginsMar ??Ultimate, PCCloud, Console, PCDay-one release; exact date TBA.

EA Sports UFC 5とDiabloは、2025年1月のWave 1を締めくくります。ウェーブ2の発表は、潜在的に1月21日に、Microsoftの典型的な火曜日のリリースに沿った潜在的に予想されます。

さらなる発表は、1月23日のXbox Developer Directの前に予想されます。これは、 Clair Obscur:Expedition 33 South of Midnight 、および Doom:The Dark Ages を紹介します。 。

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