Generally speaking, the body is strong, the qi and blood are strong, and the recovery ability of the body will not be bad.

Therefore, for Lin Hao and others, the six-hour rest time is enough for them to regain their energy and their strength to recover to their peak. Of course, the premise here is that there should not be any serious injuries before. Similar to Qin Shilang who was severely injured before, the six-hour rest time is far from enough.

"How is the injury?"

The hall was reunited, and Lin Hao asked Qin Shiro.

The latter said: "It will take some time to be completely better, but it's almost done."

Yuan Qingyi's medical skills are indeed very good, and there are so many methods that can be used in the train, but people are not gods after all. If they have such serious injuries, they must have enough time to completely recover.

"That's good."

Lin Hao nodded and then ordered Zhao Mowu to say: "Take out the communicator."

The communicator here is naturally not produced by the train, or to be more precise, the communicator that Lin Hao asked Zhao Mowu to take out is just a small-scale radio transmission device. This is also impossible. If the train is not for sale, they can only do it themselves. Moreover, because of the different environments of each mission, the only thing they can really use is this small-scale radio device.

"Everyone will disperse later and find a direction to explore. If you find any, please notify others."

The palace is thousands of square meters. If they were allowed to take a quick look, it would naturally be very fast. However, if you have to follow this huge palace and find the possible mystery, the problem would be quite big.

"Let's go."

Lin Hao opened his mouth and rushed straight in a certain direction.

And immediately after him, the other people also scattered. However, no one deliberately divided the scope of "inspection" between them, because they knew very well that only in this way could the possibility of discovering the mystery in the palace be the greatest.

"If it were not unexpected, the Holy Election War must be related to the many reliefs of the gods at the bottom of the Han Mountain. If there is anything that can make us feel a little easier in the Holy Election War, it is obviously an understanding of those gods." Lin Hao thought to himself, locked in the target and searched for all the information about those gods in this palace.

"This is probably the place I'm looking for."

More than ten minutes later, Lin Hao stopped in front of a deep corridor. His eyes moved upwards. He looked at the wall wallpaper with many gods, and thought to himself that it was indeed the case.

"The water god Gonggong is one of the four evil spirits in heaven and earth. He is the god of floods in the northwest. He is vicious in nature and arrogance..."

"The sea god Poseidon, one of the twelve main gods in the West, drives a white horse, holds a halberd, crisscrossing the ocean, and travels through the waters..."

...

There are so many things, and so on.

Eighty gods were painted on the walls on both sides of a row of corridors, and corresponding information was noted one by one.

"Smart brain, scan all these things."

Instructing the intelligence in the watch, Lin Hao did not use a communicator to call the people in the team over. After all, the things in front of him can be "moved away" at will. Instead of letting them come over to waste time, it is better to wait until they go back and study them carefully. Of course, the notification must be notified. One of the current discoveries prove Lin Hao's judgment, and the other way, it is to let others know about this and will not continue to explore.

"Everyone should pay attention to informing two things. First, the Holy Election War is related to gods, and there are gods from the East and the West, so the search should focus on this aspect; second, I found a corridor depicting many gods and their habitual weapons, which have been scanned, so if anyone comes here again, don't inform you again."

Taking advantage of the time of the intelligent brain scan, Lin Hao notified everyone.

"It has something to do with the gods?"

Ye Weiyang murmured, subconsciously looking at the top of the palace.

He remembered that there were similar murals on it.

Whoosh!

He jumped up and Ye Weiyang took advantage of the force in the air twice, and in a blink of an eye he climbed to the top of the hall.

"Is this a battle between gods?"

After carefully observing the mural, Ye Weiyang came to the conclusion and reached out to touch it carefully, but unexpectedly, at the moment when he touched it, the mural suddenly projected and the corresponding phantom of the god suddenly appeared directly below the top of the palace.

"I am Ye Weiyang, come to my side immediately and make a major discovery."

The communicator notified that Ye Weiyang did not hesitate at all.

Not long after he issued the notice, Zhao Mowu, who was in the middle of the dispatch, also locked in Ye Weiyang's position and guided him one by one to rush forward.

"What did you find?"

Qin Shilang rushed over first, and he was only separated from Ye Weiyang by a wall.

"You can see it yourself."

He reached out and touched the mural on the top of the hall at that moment. In a blink of an eye, the mural projected and the corresponding phantom of the god suddenly appeared.

"roar!"

The god roared, holding giant soldiers, and rushed straight down towards the endless evil beasts.

Boom boom boom boom!

In the fierce battle, the gods were all powered, and the methods were fully displayed. Every move and gesture was presented to Qin Shiro without reservation.

"Is this introducing the way those gods fight?"

Qin Shirou said, his face full of surprise.

Ye Weiyang nodded, Qin Shilang's thought coincided with him.

"If this is the case, this is a big discovery."

“What big discovery?”

Lin Hao and others rushed over and asked after hearing the sound.

Ye Weiyang re-releases the phantom of the gods and informs Lin Hao and others about his and Qin Shilang's speculations.

"Record it with a watch and take it back and think about it slowly."

Lin Hao said decisively that this thing can be taken away like the previous murals, so there is no need to spend too much time here for the time being.

"If there is such a recordable thing in the future, just notice it and record it."

Lin Hao reminded that they don’t have much time, so if it’s not necessary, it’s better not to waste it.

The search continued, but in the next time, they did not find any discovery whether they had run out of luck or the only two "mysteries" in the palace.

"It's the sixth hour."

Lin Hao said, looking at the time on the watch, he was thinking about whether he would continue.

"Um?"

While wandering between the end of the team and the continuing, Lin Hao suddenly discovered that the ornate chandeliers directly above the hall and the pattern composed of dozens of lamp tubes seemed to be the simple avatar of a god.

Leaping up, Lin Hao tried to get close to observe carefully.

But what he didn't expect was that he was blocked by an invisible barrier just two meters away from the chandelier. Not only that, he also bounced back hard. At the same time, a terrifying aura surged out, suppressing him to the ground, and he was able to break free after half an hour.

"Is this the breath of those gods?"

Lin Hao was puzzled and made a guess.

He was not in a hurry to notify others. He inspected for a week, found another similar chandeliers and found that it was true. Then he called everyone over through a communicator.

"I think you'd better adapt to this thing as soon as possible."

After bounced the short knife on it, Lin Hao touched the chandelier's defense measures, causing the aura of the deceased gods to appear again.

Plop! Plop!

Everyone fell down, except Lin Hao.

"What is this? The god??"

Qin Shirou asked in a difficult time, but he had already had an answer in his mind.

"This thing has to adapt."

It's so important. Lin Hao's discovery this time is really so important.

If this is not the case, they would collide with the gods without any preparation, and for the first time they were shrouded in such a terrifying aura. Not to mention fighting, they would probably not even be able to hold the sword.

"There are seven chandeliers here, but I think there should be similar ones in the palace, so we have to hurry up."

Lin Hao said.

Time is indeed very tight, especially the "work" of adapting to the aura of the gods. After all, even if he first met, it took him half an hour to break free. The second time was better, but it was only twenty minutes. Therefore, if everyone in the team wanted to adapt to this aura, at least they would not be ruthless after encountering it, and the time it took would definitely not be less.

The facts also prove that Lin Hao’s idea is indeed correct, because just these seven and the ten chandeliers with the aura of gods discovered later took more than ten hours for Lin Hao and others.

"Suspend."

Lin Hao said, he did not continue to explore the aura of other gods. "For the remaining two hours, I will record the introduction and fighting methods of the eighty gods. I only have one requirement. No matter which of these eighty gods you will face in the future, everyone should have a relatively mature battle or escape plan."

Although plans cannot keep up with changes in many cases, as long as there is a plan, there will be a charter when doing things. In addition, good plans can also provide a certain basis for subsequent changes. Therefore, regardless of whether the plans formulated at the moment can be internship, there is one thing that is beyond doubt that at critical moments, what they are doing now may save their lives.

In this way, in the next two hours, Lin Hao and others were immersed in the piles of materials and kept practicing in their minds, what should they do if they met a certain god? Although most of the people got tragic results most of the time, some people really thought of a suitable way to defeat the enemy.

Of course, ideas are ideas after all. If you really want to work, you have to make them realistic without any difference.

"It's almost time."

Lin Hao stood up and appeared in the hall.

Not long after, everyone came one after another, either with a dull expression or a nervous expression. In short, everyone was quite concerned about the next Saint Election Battle. After all, according to Julie, the difficulty of this Saint Election Battle is several times higher than the previous Hantan mission. No one knew how many people they could survive in the end.

“Go out.”

Lin Hao waved his hand and seemed very calm.

Strength determines faith. In his opinion, the so-called Holy Election War is nothing more than the darkness before dawn and the cocoon before turning into a butterfly.
Chapter completed!