Colorful spotlights shone brightly, reaching into the sky, welcoming the angry roar of the wind and snow.

People looked up at the tower, and the light reflected on their faces, and their eyes were purple and red.

The radio echoed with a slightly harsh guitar sound.

On the radio tower, Liz turned her head and said with a smile as she looked at Yanagihara, who was sitting by the drum kit.

"Yuan, what are you waiting for, hurry up and start."

Glancing at the smile of the girl under the oxygen mask, Liu originally wanted to light a cigarette first, but when she put her hand in her pocket, she remembered that her lighter had been borrowed. I had no choice but to shake my head, put away my cigarette and picked up the two drum sticks in front of me.

"Bang bang bang!"

The rhythmic drums followed suit, and the dull sound echoed through the wind as the speakers on both sides expanded. It's like a warrior who should be silent, facing the enemy with a blood-boiling roar, which shakes people's hearts and makes people's breath heavy with it.

"That's it." Liz grinned, turned her head back to look at the endless blizzard in front of her, and pursed her lips.

"Now, enjoy our first song, Highway to Hell, and let's rock and roll."

"Z!" The sound of the electric guitar sounded again.

The wind seemed to be a little louder, but it still couldn't hide the sudden noise.

Sometimes it's hard to tell whether the sound of an electric guitar is a noise or a melody, especially in rock 'n' roll. But when you get in and really feel this audio that is bordering between sanity and madness, you can always get something unexpected.

That's what the inhabitants of the ruins and greenhouses feel right now.

Their ears were almost filled with sounds that were indescribably low or high-pitched, making their brains nearly unable to think, and even making them want to cover their ears at once.

But they want to listen to it, because this sound makes their blood rush, because this sound seems to have a strange and unique charm, and they can't help but be attracted to it.

The sound of music resounds through the ruins of the city, combined with the twinkling lights, make this blizzard night look like a real carnival.

In the tearing of the cold wind, Liz's winter suit agitated, and it must have been when the third round of drums sounded, she finally leaned down and began to sing.

“Livin' easy， lovin' free， season ticket， on a one - way ride

Live calmly and comfortably, love one-way tickets without restraints, and never return.

Askin' nothin'， leave me be， takin' everything in my stride

Don't ask, get out of my way, and take every cloud with me as I stride and shoot away.

Don't need reason， don't need rhyme

No reason, no rhyme.

Ain't nothing I'd rather do

I don't want to do anything.

Goin' down， party time， My friends are gonna be there too

I just want to keep going, and now it's party party time, and my friends will be on time. ”

I have to admit that Liz's voice is very suitable for this kind of music, because her singing voice is also crazy, with a kind of unscrupulous flamboyance, and she doesn't care about the eyes of others at all.

In the greenhouse, more and more people gathered in the streets and windows, looking up at the tower that shone like stars.

An old man over the age of six, covered with a blanket, sat in a chaise longue in his room, trembling and holding a glass of wolf's milk, swaying slowly to the music.

"Eri, Eri!"

After a few moments, he flapped the armrest of the recliner and called his son's name in his toothless mouth.

"Don't bother with that broken fuse, just this record, I'm going to play it on a loop at my funeral!"

In the ruins, the refugees also gathered at the exit of the underground parking lot, and they were also attracted by the sound, looking for the direction from which the sound came from.

So, after a moment of searching, they saw the stage built on the lighthouse, and the seemingly non-existent figures on the stage.

The wind and snow were too big, but that didn't stop them from seeing the blinding lights.

"Z!" After a short period of foreshadowing, to meet the roaring wind, Liz tugged the guitar in her hand up and down, and let go of her voice with a feverish expression and sang loudly.

“I'm on the highway to hell

I'm going to go down the road to hell.

Highway to hell

In that hell avenue.

I'm on the highway to hell

I'm going to go down the road to hell.

No stop signs， speed limit， nobody's gonna slow me down

There are no regulations, no speed limits, and no one can stop me.

Like a wheel， gonna spin it. nobody's gonna mess me around

It's like a tire that doesn't stop spinning, and no one can confuse me. ”

Her voice was so high, as if she were now on a road to hell.

In fact, it is true, in the face of a blizzard that can easily kill people, even with the protection of electric hot plates, her body has already shown symptoms.

But she still sang, unflinching against the wind and snow that overshadowed it.

Even if this were a road to hell, it would be a road trip.

Liz was never afraid, and she believed she wouldn't die.

Because she's a madman, she's able to believe it.

She will sing until everything settles, she will sing until the disaster bows its head to her and pleads with her.

In short, it was impossible for her to retreat.

What a crazy song it is, speeding down the road to hell.

In such a resounding song, people feel as if their bodies are trembling. (In fact, it's just a physiological phenomenon that is common when dealing with large shocks.) ）

The whole city seemed to be rattling, the abandoned buildings seemed to be singing, and the earth seemed to shake, with the wind and snow retreating.

The deafening song was like a sharp sword, piercing through the boundless wind and snow, reaching the zenith and piercing the clouds.

At the same time, it also seems to remove the fear in people's hearts.

Yes, everyone at the moment already knows this.

Someone was singing in front of the wind and snow, just outside this greenhouse, right above that dazzling tower.

Someone could even see the two faint figures, in the moment when the light gathered.

“Hey Mama， look at me， I'm on my way to the promised land

Hello Mom, look at me carefully, I'm on my way to the Promised Land.

I'm on the highway to hell

I'm going to go down the road to hell.

Highway to hell

Hell's Boulevard.

I'm on the highway to hell

Without hesitation, he set foot on the road to hell.

Dont stop me!

No one can stop you!

······”

“I'm on the highway to hell.” On the street of the greenhouse, I don't know who it was, the first one sang softly.

Then, one voice after another rang out.

“I'm on the highway to hell

I'm going to go down the road to hell.

Highway to hell

Road to Hell!

Highway to hell

Road to Hell!!

·······”

Unleashed singing resounded through the streets.

No one knows exactly what's going on.

All they know is that, at the moment, they want to go crazy.