Chapter 1513： Soar against the wind

The fierce gust of wind blew over, making Hugo with his arms outstretched actually felt the rising airflow. The whole person glided up a little bit strangely. The cold wind swarmed from all directions, following the pores of the skin. Dive into the body, but the boiling blood not only did not cool down, but warmed up again. The pleasure of flying against the wind instantly flows from the soles of the feet to the forehead. Time after time, the adrenaline bursts out suddenly, as if the whole world is in it. At your own feet.

"Sailing ()! Sailing! Sailing!"

Hugo's voice reverberated over the cliff, shaking a series of echoes, oscillating over the entire canyon for a long time. At this moment, the collapsed world began to reorganize, the scattered stars returned to the sky one by one, the broken night filled the black holes, and the broken earth thundered and joined together again, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas. It was restored to its original appearance like a phantom, and the black and white world was again dotted with different colors. Even under the heavy night, the world became colorful again.

Neil and the others stared at Hugo who was "jumping off the cliff" directly out. Fujin reacted most quickly and tried to grab Hugo's arm, but only caught a piece of wind in the end. Then the four of them kept their eyes open. Seeing Hugo leaping hard, he jumped out. A violent wind slammed in, and then Hugo slid up a palm-length distance, as if he was stuck in mid-air.

Under the shining starry sky, this magical scene made people unable to react at all.

Then they heard Hugo's roar, "Sailing!" Then, Hugo was suddenly pulled by gravity, and fell violently. All four of them walked forward in a panic, watching Hugo move quickly. But Hugo didn't have any fear or approval fear at all. He actually shouted "Ahhhhh" in his mouth, even if he closed his eyes, he could feel the joy and excitement in Hugo's voice.

"Puff!" The sound of heavy water entering, mixed with the sound of the wind, floated upward, but Neil and Alfonso involuntarily closed their eyes and shouted pain for Hugo. But they still dare not move away, because they are still worried about Hugo's safety, jump from here, who knows what will happen?

Such a bold move is really not like Hugo.

Then, Hugo’s hearty laughter came, echoing in the night sky, "Hahahaha..." That light laughter accurately conveyed Hugo’s inner cheerfulness and heroism at this time, making Neil and others After a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but look at Hugo a few more times, and then he heard Hugo's roaring singing, "Sailing!"

At this time, they knew that the song that Hugo had just composed was given to the death of glory.

This song really couldn't be simpler. There are only four lyrics before and after. The whole piece is made up of heavy and powerful drums, and that sentence of "navigation" goes deep into the blood. But isn't this exactly what we experienced all the way from glory to death?

They shouldn’t be satisfied just because new metal music has been recognized by Grammys, and shouldn’t give up innovation just because the mainstream market has accepted new metal music; they shouldn’t be shackled by people’s expectations, let alone because of popularity and shouting. Surrounded, they lose themselves; they shouldn’t give up their dreams just because of their great success, and they shouldn’t have more expectations for the third album just because of the glory of the first two albums...

The third album is a threshold for all rock bands. Why? Because the first album laid the foundation, the second album shaped the style, and the third album showed itself. When all the talents of the rock band have been poured into the first two albums, people have reason to express more expectations for the third album, but they often get a result of exhausting their talents.

The same is true for Glory to Death. The burden of the third series has restrained their hands and feet, and it has restrained Hugo's inspiration. But in fact, what about the third album? In fact, this is still a brand new album, only an album of glory to the death. Each album is a brand new starting point and a brand new beginning. This is also the greatest charm of new metal rock. The **** of others to the glory to death, and the **** of glory to the death to glory to death, made the whole band lost in confusion.

No matter how brilliant the glory to death is, they are always the band that desperately dreams of music, even the band that set off stormy waves on the Grammy stage, either glory or death. If this kind of indomitable attachment and passion disappears, then it is the time when the glory disappears to death.

However, the present glory has not dissipated until death, and their love for music, dedication to rock and roll, and persistence in their dreams are still glowing in the depths of their souls. Although they were temporarily blinded by a layer of fog, the confusion and emptiness in their hearts made them show that they had forgotten, but at this moment, the enthusiasm hidden deep in the heart is once again in the deafening "voyage" of Hugo. Burst out endlessly.

Under the cliff, Hugo’s passionate and majestic singing reverberated in the reborn world, "Sail! Sail! Sail!"

The song "Navigation ( vividly interprets the journey of glory to death, the struggle and bitterness of glory to death, the future and dreams of glory to death. The majestic momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers. This is the glory to death!

Fujin looked at the friends standing next to him, suddenly a big smile burst out, and then ran a dozen steps backwards, Neil looked at Fujin in surprise, "You..." the words were on his lips. Staying, there was no time to speak, Fujin suddenly started to accelerate, and then ran forward quickly, standing in the center of Alfonso involuntarily avoided to the side, and then saw Fujin open his arms, suddenly towards Leap forward, "Sail!"

Fujin’s strong and ferocious voice tore through the thick night, allowing the thick night to agitate with dazzling brilliance, and then I saw Fujin dashing down like an eagle, hula la la, " Bang!" The crisp sound of the ground entering the water, mixed with Hugo's hearty screams, echoed in the night sky.

Listening to the shouts that echoed in the gorge, Fujin and Hugo both roared like wolves. Pedro couldn't help but start to boil. He jumped on the spot, finally unable to restrain it, and shouted. Get up, "I'm here!" Pedro's voice sounded in the night sky, "You give me a place!" Pedro shouted downwards, and then he followed the steps of Hugo and Fujin and went straight. He rushed forward, but didn't want Pedro to sprint too hard. He actually glided forward for a distance, far beyond expectations. This made Pedro panic and shouted, "Oh, God the hell!"

But before the end of the voice, the huge gravity pulled Pedro down, which made him start screaming, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ke..." Before the words were finished, the heavy sound of entering the water came over, directly cutting off Pedro's voice.

In less than a second, Pedro’s ghost cried and howled, "Grass! Grass! It hurts, grass! It hurts really!" It seems that Pedro was smashed into the water. His voice was trembling, but then he laughed loudly, "But it's so cool, really cool! I want to do it again, I want to do it again!"

Neil and Alfonso stood in place, looking at each other. Neither of them had the personality to enjoy extreme sports, but neither was Hugo. Alfonso's mouth could not help but twitched, and then both of them smiled, and then burst into laughter. The long-lost tacit understanding reverberates between the two people. Today's road trip has already begun for nearly a whole day, and at this moment, they have truly recovered the feeling of a band.

"Me first?" Alfonso took the initiative to say. After he finished speaking, he himself felt incredible. He didn't think he would say this at all, and then he laughed.

Neil did not object, and shouted towards the bottom of the cliff, "Be careful, everyone, Alfonso is here!"

Alfonso spread his hands, walked a few steps back, stood still and jumped a few times, but just as he was hesitantly constructing his mentality, Pedro's bold call came from below the cliff. "Alfonso, you timid girl, jump! You won't be too weak to stand up on it!"

"Grass! Pepe! I'll let you know what a real man is!" Alfonso yelled angrily, but two people were separated by a cliff height, the shout was really hoarse. Then Alfonso glanced at Neil, and saw Neil's similar hesitant eyes, which made Alfonso laugh again I set off! It's up to you next. "

After speaking, Alfonso took a deep breath, and then ran quickly. He didn't jump up at all, as if he was rushing forward, because the inertia did not stand on his heels, he rushed out directly, and then he panicked. Yelled, "Grass! Hugo Lancaster! I'm going to kill you...ahhhhh..."

Alfonso’s mouthful of vulgar words were vague, apparently because the cold wind filled his mouth, making his lips completely stiff, and he was unable to make a normal opening. Then he heard an unexpected sound of water entering, “Bang!” Immediately, The laughter of Hugo, Fugin and Pedro's gleeful laugh completely drowned Alfonso's yelling.

Neil stood where he was. He was still a little worried. He didn't like this situation very much, but the passion that belonged to the glory to death was moving in his veins. He wanted to be one of them. He wanted to be with the glory. Confluence! So, he also started to run, speed up, speed up again, and then just like Hugo, opened his arms, the whole person glide in the air, the thrill and excitement of soaring made Neil uncontrollable My own voice screamed, "Ah!"

Suddenly, a force of gravity suddenly pulled over, causing Neil's voice to become confused, "Oh, crackling crackling..." After a bunch of unexplained swear words, I heard the sound of water entering exploding in the cold night sky.