章節 1755: Enhanced Frostbolt

Razuvious, who kept shouting that he was innocent, was dragged onto the gallows. The common people who had been bullied by the Cursed Disciples angrily spat and threw stones at Razuvious' corpse. However, the Cursed Disciples also happily stole away Razuvious' corpse and took it to Naxxramas under the cover of night.

"Do it according to my instruction!"

"Training time's over! Show me your real strength!"

"You're too much of a disappointment, you loser!"

From that day, Razuvious trained batch after batch of Death Knights, carrying with him his anger against the living. He also held the hope that one day, he would also die a glorious warrior's death on the battlefield.

As an instructor, Razuvious certainly didn't lack students.