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El secreto aterrador de fortnite: el monstruo de la tormenta.

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Todos conocen la tormenta de Fortnite, ese círculo morado que se cierra para restringir nuestro acceso a la isla mientras progresa la partida, todos saben que esta nos daña poco a poco y hace cada vez más daño mientras progresa la partida. Pero lo que no todos saben es que una misteriosa entidad vaga por la tormenta, esta criatura es casi invisible, pero, lo único que se nota de ella son sus rojos ojos que brillan cómo dos linternas una oscura noche sin luna. Esta cosa atacará estructuras, jugadores, autos, aviones, helicópteros, e incluso romperá casas para llegar a ti, matarte y devorar tu loot, para hacerse más fuerte. Al parecer, se ve afectada por daño de armas, y trampolines y granadas de choque y de impulso lo harán saltar, pero se cree que no puede salir de la tormenta, ya que talvez, la zona segura lo dañe. Esta cosa tiene 90,000 HP, lo que se traduce en la vida aproximada del PUNTO CERO matarla sería casi imposible, pero atraerlo a la zona segura podría ser tu mejor apuesta ya que esto PODRÍA implicar un multiplicador de daño x10 a la criatura. Si te grabas luchando contra este monstruo y lo subes a internet, Epic Games baneará tu consola, PC, y teléfono para siempre y jamás podrás jugar fortnite de nuevo. Esta cosa apareció en la temporada 2 capítulo 2 y el lugar donde aparecío por primera vez fue el techo de la agencia. Ahora en esta temporada podrá aparecer en las siguientes localizaciones:


El tiburón (ruinas de la bóveda)

Parque placentero (Cancha de futbol)

Ciudad Comercio (Todo el Pueblo)


Esta cosa no se va a dejar ver si hay más de un Squad, trío o Duo en la zona, jamás lo verás atacando si hay dos squads en la misma zona, porque no quiere dejarse ver, no quiere que la gente sepa de él.

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