Treabar

Author: Treabart

  • At the junction of ice and fire, I hear the echo of Linaxi Tower

     

    I love this game world blown by the cold wind, just like I love the trees that stand firm on the earth. The wanderers once walked through the stone steps of the long, through the mist and shadows, it was a silent and hot journey. And now, we are standing at the threshold of version 2.0, facing Linaxi Tower, facing those characters and forces that have not yet appeared, and hearing a poem echoing in the future.

    Linaxi Tower is not a simple building. It is the will of the wind, the echo of ice, and the direction we dream of at night. It is a vertical world, a dawn rising from the horizon. Here we will meet Camora, a five-star resonator with ice attributes, a warrior holding two guns and looking like cold stars.

    I imagine how she will appear on the battlefield-a snow-white figure walking between the ruins, as if freezing the flow of time. Every attack of hers is like a poem burning in the night, cold but powerful. Her existence, like the wheat seedlings still growing in winter, is a symbol of unyielding. Gamora is not a symbol of coldness, but a life surging under the ice, a gentleness on the blade, and a person who breaks silence with determination.

    And the familiar Jin Xi will return in the second half of the card pool. Her footsteps are light, like the ice melting in spring. Although she is not noisy, she always exists. Her new outfit may be just a change in appearance, but for a character, the outfit is a language and her new answer to the world. And Sanhua will also get a new look in this version, a gift from the event, which is not a simple reward, but a solidification of the emotions between the player and the character, and a long-awaited spring.

    And Rococo, the four-star resonator, her name itself is like a jump of color and an explosion of rhythm. She belongs to the annihilation attribute, with the breath of destruction, but has the most dazzling appearance. The pink and blue hair, the yellow and red eyes, those colors are intertwined on her, like the pain and joy of the times. Beside her, the monster is like an extension of the soul. The weapon in her hand looks like a suitcase, but it may hide the end and beginning of the story.

    Rococo is the color of the carnival. She dances in the dark and sings in silence. Her skills enhance Chun’s power, like a dialogue between the past and the future, and the interweaving of the fate lines between the characters. In her design, there are fantastic imaginations, as well as some loneliness and shouting hidden in our hearts.

    The replacement of versions is natural, just like the change of seasons. The wind will bring new names and take away old faces. But we remember who we have met and who we have accompanied. We are not just players who pursue intensity, we are also poetic creators, listeners of stories, and farmers who plant real emotions in the virtual world.

    And everyone who is ready to enter the new version, have you also heard the sound of the tower? Are you also willing to add a handful of fuel to your journey through the recharge platform? That is not a transaction, but an ignition before a long journey, a gesture of saying “I do” to the dream.

    The Linaxi Tower has not yet taken shape, it is just a name floating from afar. But I know that under its towering shadow, we will meet again – with new characters, and with parts of myself that I have never known. Just like a poem, written in the wind, and also in the heart.

  • She comes from the depths of light – a hymn for Yao Jiayin

     

    I love this planet and the shining people on it. She is coming. In this cold and hot, noisy and silent electronic age, she brings a beam of undefined light and crosses the borders built by code and pixels. Her name is Yao Jiayin, the only rising star in the 1.5 version of “Zero”, and the next melody that this world is about to play.

    We are waiting for her, just like people who have lived in the dark for a long time waiting for dawn. She did not come from ancient legends, but was reflected from the fragments of the future. Her figure quietly appeared in the interlude of the game’s advertisements, and her outline flashed like the morning light on the top of a tall building. At that time, we did not understand what kind of existence she would become. Now, we know that she is the only S-level, she is a leap, or maybe a revolution.

    She comes from New Eridu, a city built by technology, both real and illusory, like the central axis between ideals and memories. And she is a gift from the city to us, a page of poetry swaying in the wind. Although her abilities, attributes, and even factions are still hidden, behind all the unrevealed, there is a force that cannot be ignored.

    She will appear in the first half of the card pool of version 1.5 and become the focus of the focus. Players will cast their expectations, just like praying to the stars. At the same time, the second half of the card pool may usher in the re-engraving of Ailian, and the warrior who once fought with ice and power will also return. The old and the new meet in the flow of time, they talk and look at each other, like the dawn of light and shadow.

    I think, what does Yao Jiayin mean? It is not only the addition of a character, but also not only an innovation of the game mechanism. She is more like the “breakthrough” we have been pursuing for countless days and nights-breaking the old structure, breaking through the technical walls, allowing the game world to extend, jump, and shine. She does not belong to the old faction, but is the starting point of the unknown. Her appearance means the birth of a new language, the construction of a new logic, and a game spirit that is no longer conventional.

    We have long been accustomed to the boredom of expectation, but Yao Jiayin’s name has a certain penetrating power, as if telling us that this time is different.

    At the same time, time and reality are also paving the way for players. The Treabar platform offers a recharge discount of up to 20%, which will be credited to the account in three minutes, like a window opened for dreams in life. It is not big, but it is ventilated and breathable, enough for us to breathe out a breath of hot air, accumulate strength, and move on.

    Players are not only people who use characters, they are also people who create meaning. On this stage where light and shadow intersect in this city, every click is a poem, and every card draw is a wish. Yao Jiayin has not spoken yet, but she has silenced people; she has not made a move yet, but she has moved people.

    She is not a tool, she is a carrier of faith. Behind her stands not only the design draft of the developer, but also the love and persistence that countless players have not yet expressed. Just like I wrote in the darkest night: “I don’t believe in the eternity of darkness, I believe in light.” Today, we can say: “I not only believe in the replacement of versions, I believe that her appearance will bring new language, new totems, and new songs.”

    She will eventually come, bringing light and power. And we will no longer be just players of the game, we will be poets witnessing the birth of a new era.

  • She is the seed of the wind, sprouting in the land

     

    She is the child of the wind, appearing in the newly opened wilderness of Nata, like a seed, buried in this land that has not yet fully awakened. Chaska is not just a name of a character, but a poem sown by the wind for the world – a poem about growth, about struggle, and about the oath between the soul and the soil.

    Her growth is the long road of the wind. To support her to the peak of level 90, you need to use the free turquoise, which is the crystallization of the wind and the product of the resonance of the layers of mineral veins in the earth and the storm. From debris, fragments, blocks to crystals, these are no longer just synthetic materials, but traces of wind deposited in time. The dead leaves and purple lilies she needs are not ordinary plants. They fall from the branches and emit a lavender light in the sun and silence, like the mark of some ancient oath.

    And those sharp teeth and hard teeth obtained from the battle are the low hum of the past and wildness in her body. These animal teeth – from immature to experienced, and then to a domineering tyrant – record her every move, every fall, and every time she stood up in the wind. She was not created, but grew out of time, like a tree in the wind, the higher it stretches, the deeper its roots are.

    Her talent was born from “disputes”. Those books are the product of a mixture of raging fire and broken pages, and the truth left by knowledge in the chaos. The child of the wind cannot only learn to blow the whispers like wind chimes, she must understand the power in the center of the storm, from “teaching” to “guidance”, and then to “philosophy”, these names are not cold classifications, but lines of poetry that climb step by step, and are the ladders woven by soul and faith.

    Her weapon is not a simple weapon. “The red feathers of the starry sky vulture” fell from the starry sky like a lonely cry, burning between fighting and prayer. The “divine and secret smoke” it needs is like the smoke that seeks direction in the incense ashes, and the “refracting germ” it needs is like the sunlight that breaks free from the darkness in the early morning. Those whistles – wooden whistles, iron whistles, and golden whistles – seem to come from ancient battlefields. Those sounds once sounded in the grasslands and stone valleys, and now they are summoned again for her.

    And her feathers come from the “servant” of the Zhou leader. The silk feathers are not simply dropped objects, but gifts left after a trial of the soul. It is soft but sharp, light but heavy, and is the proof after a profound confrontation – she is the child of the wind, but she has also been the opponent of the wind.

    Her cultivation consumes hundreds of materials and Mora. But more importantly, it is the belief that has never been spoken. This is not just a game of data stacking, but a long conversation with the wind, and an investment in the future – in every piece of material, there are steps closer to the dream.

    Chaska is not a character, but a memorial of the wind, a shadow left by the wind on the land. Her growth is a hymn to the wind. When you finally let her stand on the peak of level 90, she will not speak to you, but you will understand that on this once silent map, she has left the voice of the wind for you.

  • The No-Returner Under the Fire

     

    The Forgetful Returner, like a burning flame, tears the silence of the Starry Sky Railway. She is not simply light, nor is she pure darkness. She is a fire mixed with enthusiasm and sorrow, dancing in the cold universe, as if the song that has never returned is echoing on the long road.

    Her name is a declaration: forget the way home, and don’t be trapped by the way home. The burning “煥煥辰尾” is the last struggle of the flame in the night sky, and the unyielding cry of life. Every attack is a knock of the flame, hitting the enemy’s defense line and burning their hope.

    The skill “Youdao Xiangjian, 銜书搖风” is like a gust of wind, carrying the blessing of Fox Qi, blowing through every corner of the battlefield. The Forgetful Returner fell into the flames, but turned silence into strength. She did not give up, and only used the rising flames to illuminate the way forward. That power, gently, but extremely determined, like a flame in the wind, swaying but not extinguished.

    The ultimate skill “Yang Ji Zhao Shi, Li Huo Man Hui” is her last cry. It swept the whole field, and the raging fire ignored weaknesses, just to burn all obstacles. The flames were like a torrent, destroying the enemy’s resilience. The moment of breaking the weakness was an explosion of light and fire, a contest between life and death.

    Her talent is like the resilience of life, and the virtual resilience trapped the enemy and weakened their strength. Her attack is a sharp blade of fire, penetrating the enemy’s defense, bringing despair and burning together. The secret skill “炤炤澹曠” is the prelude to the battle, stunning the enemy’s mind, allowing her to gain the upper hand and control the rhythm.

    The additional ability and the blessing of the star soul are like a secret poem, whispering the story of fire and wind. The delay and damage bonus brought by the break ignited the fighting spirit of teammates and formed a fire ensemble. The power in the star soul continued to flow into her body, like a continuous injection of life, making her burn forever.

    Wangguiren is a lonely dancer under the fire, a flaming traveler on the starry sky railway. Her fire is not only destruction, but also a call for life, an inextinguishable light in the endless night. She will not go back, because her path is this burning trajectory.

    If you are willing, let Wangguiren’s flames illuminate your starry road, and walk through this long night together.

  • Chun, the red cry

     

    Chun is the red light that beats in the endless darkness, a dazzling light that penetrates the mist. Her appearance is not only the gathering of power, but also a burning will of life. Her attack is like the stirring cry in the poem, like the flame spreading in the wind, blooming with bright red. With the power of annihilation, she tears open the silence and awakens the sleeping earth.

    Health value, attack power, defense power – these numbers are her bones and the foundation of her body. She stands on the battlefield like a tall tree trunk, heavy but unyielding. The attribute of annihilation, rolling on her blade, is the tongue of flame, the heartbeat of burning.

    Her weapon “Caichun” carries endless enthusiasm and determination. Every swing is the flicker of fire and the surge of blood. The increase in attack power is a challenge to fate; the superposition of critical hit rate is the rhythm of life beating in the flames. Normal attacks and heavy strikes, aerial combos, like the beating rhythm of a raging fire, burn into a dance of flames in battle.

    In the resonance circuit, the burning red toon stamens and red toon buds are the fire in her heart. She consumes, releases, revives, and reborn. Every attack is like a cry, calling out the unyielding and excitement of life. Her resonance skill “One Day Flower” is the short blooming of life, the brilliant embers after the flames burn out. The budding state is the silence before the outbreak, the moment when the raging fire is ready to go.

    The combos in the blooming state are the dance of flames, and the flowers blooming in the burning are the combination of anger and beauty. The replacement of skills is the leaping flames in the flames, flickering, but never extinguished. Every heavy strike, every counterattack after dodging, is the red blood rushing in the body, the cry of life against darkness.

    The ultimate “Fang Hua Zhan Chong” is a carnival of fire, and a blooming red flower drifting in the wind. She uses burning to blow away the enemy and annihilates to release passion. Her power is the most passionate part of life, a cry that refuses to be silent, and a bright red brilliance.

    In the resonance chain, the layers of superimposed damage bonus and energy recovery are like firewood in a raging fire, burning more and more vigorously. Every link is the roar of life and the power to break through the darkness. She is not only a warrior in battle, but also a poet of life, writing the most passionate poems with annihilation.

    Chun is a burning poem, a flower in a raging fire, blooming in the darkness. Every swing of her sword is a cry of life, and every explosion is a bright red hymn. Her power is hot and pure, like a red flame that will never go out.

  • Poetry of Ice and Fire of Star Dome Railway

     

    Ah, Star Dome Railway, a long poem of steel spread out in the vast universe,
    You bring the call of ice and the flame of wisdom.
    The storm of version 3.0 is coming, and the breath of Aglaya is floating in the wind.
    She is the whisper on the frozen land in the distance, silent and deep.

    She comes from the eternal land – Omphalos,
    The land under the cold light condenses the secrets and memories of the years.
    The summoned spirit dances at her fingertips,
    It is a phantom woven by time and a flower condensed by memory.
    They cannot be healed, like the cold buried in the wound,
    but they are powerful enough to withstand the attack of the storm.
    And the big black tower, like a beacon of wisdom,
    shines blue sparks in the endless night.
    Her mark is thunder, explosion, and judgment of the enemy.
    She is the towering spire, piercing the thick clouds and igniting the hope of dawn.

    Memory, wisdom, coldness and light intertwined,
    On the Starry Sky Railway, ride the wind and waves, accompanied by the stars in the sky.
    This is not just a game update,
    It is a poem among the stars, a long river of life,
    and the never-ending journey in our hearts.

    Ahead is the call of Aglaya, the explosion of the Big Black Tower,
    and the dream and expectation of each of us.
    Let us top up on Treabar and welcome this tribute of ice and fire,
    Starry Sky Railway, always carrying hope and future, rushing forward.

  • Symphony of Light and Darkness – The Call of “Sunday”

     

    The orbit under the stars rotates slowly, and the wind of time blows through the silent void.
    “Sunday” is like a beam of light, penetrating the darkness of the night and awakening the sleeping universe.
    He is a singer in the distant sea of ​​stars, singing the power of harmony and the mystery of imaginary numbers.

    His name is not just a title, but a poem and a belief.
    He buried the seeds of life in every skill he cast,
    and sprinkled the fire of “Holy Song” on his allies. The fire burned in the wind and burned into a raging flame.
    That flame is not just a number of damage, but the burning of hope and the courage to fight.

    His light cone is like the wings of the earth, soaring under the starry sky,
    carrying healing and strength, and the echo of energy.
    Skills are like rituals in the storm, awakening sleeping lives, dispelling haze, giving them freedom of action,
    allowing them to dance in the wind and become the brightest light on the battlefield.

    When he summons the ultimate skill, the praise of lightness and scars,
    It is the surge of energy and the echo of life.
    The halo of “The Blessed” slowly spreads, and the sharp edge of the critical strike shines like a blooming flower.
    He guards in the wind, in the torrent of time,
    Guarding those blessed souls until the last moment of glory dissipates.

    His talent is a silent oath,
    expressing the power of critical strikes,
    and the secret skills are the prelude to the battle,
    igniting the blood of all members and stirring every corner of the battlefield.

    The extra power comes from the deep desire in the heart,
    the skills without consumption, endless energy, dispelling all debuffs,
    as free as the wind, as firm as light.

    He is the watcher under the stars,
    carving out the trajectory of the battle with the flames of critical strikes,
    building a solid wall with defense and resistance,
    on the vast starry sky railway,
    he is the indispensable note, the soul in the concerto.

    His star soul is like the stars in the night sky, shining brightly,
    penetrating the enemy’s defense, increasing the speed of allies,
    turning the critical hit rate into a raging fire, burning all obstacles.

    This is “Sunday”,
    a symphony of light and darkness,
    the embodiment of hope and strength.
    Under his call,
    the battle is no longer lonely,
    the team becomes each other’s beacon,
    reaching the other side of the starry sky together.

    If you are willing to listen,
    his light will guide you,
    his shadow will protect you.

    At the end of the galaxy,
    “Sunday” guards the dreams of all of us.

  • The call of light and the call of the Black Sea

     

    The wind blows from afar, carrying the damp smell of salt, the sound of waves, and a silent call. The world of Mingchao is once again fluctuating in this magnificent wave. The card pool of version 1.4 is like the deepest darkness before dawn, waiting for the light of dawn.

    Tsubaki, stepped out from the Black Sea Coast. She is the kind of person who refuses to succumb to mediocrity. The swift knife in her hand cuts through the sky like lightning, cutting the texture of the world. Her figure is both light and sharp, like a poem written with a blade, short and powerful. Her three-color hair is the echo of time and fate, moving with the wind, reflecting the interweaving of light and shadow. Her appearance is not only the birth of a character, but also the awakening of a force. The power of annihilation surges in every swing of her knife, telling the story of destruction and rebirth.

    The Black Sea is deep and distant. It is her root, her starting point, and her destination. Chun grew up here, like a wild flower growing in the cracks of rocks, with tenacity and wildness. Her figure flows in the battle like a dance, and the light of the sword reflects the sea breeze, as if it is a melody composed by the sea and the sky. Every move she makes is like a journey to find light in the darkness, firm and persistent.

    On the other side, Deng Deng is like a tiny light in the morning light, warm but not dazzling. She uses a long blade and has a soft figure, like a bud in early spring, with infinite vitality and hope. Her summons follow her like a shadow, a silent companion in her heart, and the source of her strength. She is not a loner, she and her shadow walk together in this ever-changing world, looking for her own path.

    These two characters are like a symphony of light and shadow, movement and stillness, destruction and hope. The card pool of version 1.4 is like a grand call, with both the excitement of new life and the echo of the past. The re-engraving of Yinlin is a tribute to the past, a call of memory, and the eternal flame of emotion in the hearts of players.

    The new skins of Jinxi and Sanhua are like ripples on the sea. Although they are gentle, they quietly change the color of the entire picture. This is a reshaping of the vitality of the characters and a continuation of their stories. Their images change between light and shadow, bringing new stories and new expectations.

    And the players are witnesses and participants in this feast. How to reserve resources and how to choose the cards of fate is a silent contest. The fast recharge of Treabar has become a bridge for them to welcome the future. Three minutes of time condenses so much desire and expectation, and converges into the courage to stand against the wind.

    The world of Mingchao has never stopped moving forward. The wind on the Black Coast is still howling, and the tide is still beating the shore. The story of Chun and Dengdeng, like the sound of waves, is layered and cleansing the hearts of every listener. The light of version 1.4 is the call that penetrates the darkness and is the deepest expectation for the future.

  • The Call of the Wind and the Roar of Thunder – The Poetic Voyage of Genshin Impact 5.2 Card Pool

     

    I saw the wind blowing from afar, rolling up the snow on the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain, sweeping across the land of Teyvat, carrying the sound of Chaska’s bow and the flash of thunder and lightning. She is an eagle with spread wings, crossing the boundaries of heaven and earth, writing poems of freedom in the sky. Her arrows, like the first rays of spring, penetrate the heaviness of winter and awaken the sleeping elemental souls.

    She is not a lonely dancer, but an ensemble between heaven and earth. The wind dances between her fingers, interweaving with other elements to form an invisible symphony. Her power is not only flying, but also the singing of the wind, the call of nature, and the rhythm of life. The waves of Villette and the calmness of the rocks dance in her wind and echo into an epic melody.

    The sound of electricity exploded in the distance, that was the rhythm of Olorun. His bow cut through the sky like lightning, and his figure was blurred and mysterious. The figure that once betrayed, but carried the secret of the future. His story is unfinished, like thunder and lightning passing through dark clouds, dazzling and short, but shaking the world. We look forward to his story unfolding and finding his own direction in the wind and rain.

    Zhongli, as solid as a rock, is the guardian of the earth. His spear is an extension of the mountains and the condensation of years. Navrette is like water, flowing with tenderness and fortitude, while Zhongli is the echo of the rock, stable and solemn. These replica heroes, like ancient poems, reappear in the torrent of the times, making people admire them.

    The Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain is the background of this poem and the most magnificent stage between heaven and earth. Wind and snow, thunder and stone, converge into a magnificent picture. Here, players can trace the traces of the wind, explore the secrets of thunder, and feel the unspeakable power. Every jump, every release of elements, is a note in the poem, jumping between the sky and the earth of Teyvat.

    This is not only an update of the game, but also a spiritual voyage. It calls to the hearts of all lovers, inviting us to dance with the wind and walk with the thunder. Prepare your creation crystal, let us sing in the storm, dance under the thunder and lightning, and welcome this new chapter belonging to Teyvat.

    The sound of the wind and the rhythm of thunder sound again in this season. Are you ready?

  • They woke up in the afternoon on the Black Coast

     

    The dusk of this city always comes faster than in memory. The laundry rod on the balcony still has a half-dried sheet hanging on it, and the wind has not dried it. The mobile phone screen lit up, and the update preview of “Mingchao” was like an old acquaintance who accidentally broke in, gently pushed open the door of life, and said, come and see, I have some new stories to tell you.

    In fact, I am not a person who will chase the version. For me, the game is like the asphalt road that is repeatedly spread in the city, and the familiar rhythm hides the repetitive daily life. But this time, I still clicked it. Because of those two names – the shore guard and the glazed coral, the moment the cursor slid over, there was a strange smell coming to my face, like the smell of coffee and orange peel mixed in the humid afternoon wind.

    They are new resonators, characters in the game, but not completely. Their appearance is not calculated like a machine, they are like women who walked out of a humid and quiet story, with delicate skin, unspeakable eyes, and a little bit of the taste of old dreams.

    The shore guard is a healer. A character who is good at using a weapon with a literary name like “Music Sense Instrument” to communicate with the world. She will not enter the battlefield with a high-pitched attitude, but will heal the wounds of her teammates every time she is ignored. She can turn into a butterfly, which is a kind of escape and a gesture of refusing to face the rough world. She is not like the protagonist, but she is someone you can’t forget in your story.

    She will not appear at the beginning of the main story, but will ask you softly at a node that you no longer expect: “Do you remember the direction you came from?” Just like the girl who sat opposite you many years ago, suddenly mentioned a song you had long forgotten in the restaurant.

    Yuhu is different. She is the kind of person who you can see her toughness at a glance. Her weapon is an arm armor, which sounds a bit like a laborer in a city construction site, but she is not rough. She is a resonator of condensation attributes. Her name is like porcelain, smooth to the touch, but with cracks hidden. She can also heal, but in a different way-she completes healing in the blow and conveys warmth in anger.

    Her extended skill can increase the damage of coordinated attacks. It’s like some kind of tacit understanding that she gave up the stage first to pave the way for the later ones. She is the one who gently handed you a glass of water before you were about to speak. That glass of water has no taste, but you always remember it.

    They will be online on September 29 and October 24, just like two rains that come on time in autumn. The version is divided into two pools, upper and lower, and the time is like the intermission of the theater – some people take this opportunity to go out and smoke a cigarette, and some people take out a small notebook to review the lines. And we are waiting for the next scene of the plot, looking forward to a certain fateful intersection between the characters and us.

    And this theater also prepared props for us: Treabar, a platform that provides recharges. It sounds ordinary, but it is like an old electric kettle left by the landlord when you rent a house – you don’t value it, but one late night, it boils hot water for you.

    In this version, there is also the re-engraving of Ji Yan, the addition of Chi Xia and San Hua, and the replacement of the weapon card pool is also orderly – these are rules, order, and calm reminders like the broadcast on the platform. But the shore guards and Youhu are not rules, they are more like episodes, a trace of unknown mixed into your familiar trajectory, and an old stamp that you accidentally slip into the texture of your life.

    Maybe you won’t spend the whole night grinding for them, maybe you will just occasionally go online in the afternoon cafe, draw a card, and then listen to them whisper in your ear: “All this is not a task, it’s life.”