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Chapter 1513 1513 Soaring against the wind

The fierce wind blew over, making Hugo, who had opened his arms, actually felt the rising airflow. He slid up a little incredibly a little. The cold wind swarmed from all directions and drilled into his body along the pores of his skin. However, the boiling blood not only did not cool down, but instead heated up again. The pleasure of soaring against the wind instantly flowed from the soles of his feet to his forehead. Once and then, adrenaline suddenly burst out, as if the whole world was under his feet.

"Sailing)! Sailing! Sailing!"

Hugo's voice kept echoing over the cliff, vibrating a series of echoes, shaking over the entire canyon for a long time. At this moment, the collapsed world began to reorganize, the stars scattered all over the ground returned to the sky one by one, the broken night filled the black holes again, the collapsed earth rumbling and splicing them again, the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas were restored to their original appearance like phantoms, and the black and white world was once again lighted in different colors. Even under the heavy night, the world became colorful again.

Neil and others looked at Hugo who was "jumping out of the cliff" in amazement. Fujin reacted the fastest and tried to grab Hugo's arm, but in the end he only grabbed a piece of wind. Then the four of them watched Hugo jump hard and jumped out. The strong wind suddenly came, and then Hugo slid up to a distance from his palm, as if he was stagnant in mid-air.

This magical scene was shining with stars in the sky, making people unable to react at all.

Then they heard Hugo's roar, "Sailing!" Then, Hugo was suddenly pulled by gravity and fell down fiercely. The four of them walked forward in panic and watched Hugo fall down quickly, but Hugo was not afraid at all, and was afraid of recognition and shouting "Ahhhhh". Even if you close your eyes, you could feel the joy and excitement in Hugo's voice.

"Pu!" The heavy sound of entering the water mixed with the sound of the wind rose gently. Neil and Alfonso couldn't help but close their eyes and shouted for Hugo. But they still didn't dare to move their steps because they were still worried about Hugo's safety. If they jumped from here, who knew what would happen?

Such a bold move is really not like Hugo.

Then, Hugo's hearty laughter came, echoing in the night sky, "Hahaha..." The light laughter accurately conveyed the joy and heroism of Hugo at this time, which made Neil and others feel relieved, but they couldn't help but look at Hugo a few more times, and then they heard Hugo's roaring song, "Sailing!"

Only then did they realize that the song Hugo just wrote was given to glory until death.

This song is really simple. There are only four lyrics in the first and second. The whole piece is composed of heavy and powerful drum beats. The "sailing" that penetrates the blood throughout the whole line. But isn't this exactly what glory has experienced all the way to death?

They should not be satisfied because the new metal music has been recognized by the Grammy, nor should they give up innovation because the mainstream market has accepted the new metal music; they should not be restrained because of people's expectations, nor should they lose themselves because of popularity and shouting; they should not give up their dreams because of great success, nor should they have more expectations for the third album because of the glory of the first two albums...

The third album is a threshold for all rock bands. Why? Because the first album lays the foundation, the second album shapes the style, and the third album shows 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 the brilliance of talent.

The same is true for glory to death. The burden on the third album tied their hands and feet, and even more tied up Hugo's inspiration. But in fact, what about the third album? In fact, this is still a brand new album, only a glory to death. Each album is a brand new starting point and a new beginning. This is also the greatest charm of new metal rock. Others have bound glory to death, and glory to death to death to glory to death, which has put the entire band in confusion.

No matter how great glory it is achieved through glory and death, they are always the band that desperately dreams of music, and even brings up storms on the Grammy stage, either glory or death. If this unyielding persistence and passion disappear, then it is the band that disappears until death.

However, the glory of the present moment has not dissipated until death. Their love for music, their persistence in rock, and their persistence in dreams are still shining. Although a layer of fog is temporarily blinded, and the confusion and emptiness in their hearts are revealed to be forgotten, at this moment, the enthusiasm hidden deep in their hearts is once again burst out endlessly in the midst of Hugo's deafening "sailing" after another.

Under the cliff, Hugo's passionate and majestic singing kept echoing in the reborn world, "Sailing! Sailing! Sailing!"

A song "sail" expresses the journey of glory to death, the struggle and bitterness of glory to death, the future and dream of glory to death. The shocking drums that penetrate into the bone marrow show the majestic momentum that swallows mountains and rivers. This is glory to death!

Fujin looked at his friends standing beside him, and suddenly a big smile appeared, and then ran back for more than ten steps. Neil looked at Fujin in surprise, "You..." and said, "You..." before he could stop at his mouth. Before he could say anything, Fujin suddenly started to speed up, and then ran forward quickly. Alfonso, who was standing in the center, couldn't help but avoid it. Then he saw Fujin spread his arms and jump forward suddenly, "Sailing!"

Fujin's strong and fierce voice teared the heavy night, causing the thick night to burst out with dazzling light. Then he saw Fujin sprinting down like an eagle, "Bang!" The crisp sound of the water mixed with Hugo's cheerful screams kept echoing in the night sky.
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