Chapter 119: This Item is Destined for Me!

The selection of magical items is actually a two-way process. While the magician chooses the equipment, the equipment also chooses the magician. In this relationship, the one with the actual initiative is often not the magician but the equipment itself.

For a magician to obtain a magical item, they first need to resonate with it. Without resonance, even if forcibly worn or held, it will not exhibit any effect and may even backfire.

Sometimes, if a magical item chooses you, it becomes something you can't even shake off if you wanted to.

A clear example of this is Doctor Strange's Cloak of Levitation, which behaves almost like a mischievous sprite in the movies.

Clark was quite interested in this "sprite" and, upon arriving at the treasury, first sought out the cloak.

However, whether out of jealousy for Clark's "miraculous healing" skills or sensing Clark's fickleness for switching from one magical item to another, the cloak completely ignored him, leaving him quite helpless.

With no other choice, Clark began looking for other famous magical items, such as the Wand of Watoomb, the Ruby Rings of Raggadorr, and the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak...

Trying on various famous and not-so-famous magical items one after another, Clark found none compatible with him, receiving no response no matter how he tried to communicate.

Just as Clark was feeling disappointed, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him, but turning around... there was no one there.

Looking at the two companions beside him, Clark asked, "Is there anything unclean in this New York Sanctum?"

"Impossible?" Mordo and Daniel shook their heads in unison, with the latter pointing towards the large circular skylight of the Sanctum, "This is the New York Sanctum, protected by Agamotto's magical arrays. Even Dormammu's dark energy can't penetrate here, let alone whatever unclean thing you're talking about."

Clark nodded, feeling that made a lot of sense.

Within Earth's three Sanctums, magical arrays left by Agamotto, Hoggoth, and Oshtur protect them. Together, they complement each other, creating a defense much stronger than the sum of its parts, guarding Earth as securely as a sealed drum.

The Supreme Sorcerer's duty is merely to guard certain spatial gateways, preventing ambitious beings from other dimensions from sneaking through.

The three names mentioned are revered in the Ancient One's lineage, almost regarded as gods of magic.

Together, they form the celebrated Vishanti, a trinity of deities!

By this logic, it indeed seemed impossible for any demons or ghosts to appear in the New York Sanctum.

Shaking his head slightly, Clark turned back around, only to get quite a shock.

Floating before him were a pair of red boots.

Upon noticing Clark's attention, the boots began dancing in mid-air, their movements reminiscent of... tap dancing?

"Boots of Speed!" Before Clark could ask, Daniel named the boots.

Mordo then explained, "These boots have been around for a very long time, and no one knows who created them or when they appeared here."

Clark was curious, "Are these boots powerful?"

Both shook their heads, with Daniel explaining, "No one knows their true power or special characteristics. Only the Ancient One could barely communicate with them to learn their name, but even she couldn't gain their approval. These boots are the most capricious item in the Sanctum, without a doubt."

Hearing this, Clark's interest in the boots grew. "So, you can dance tap, but what about other dances? Shall we try this one?"

With that, Clark snapped his fingers.

Music, start!

"Left, left, right, right, go, turn around, go! go! go!…"

To the rhythm of the music, the boots indeed began performing the Bunny Hop!

Could it be this magical? Logically, the Bunny Hop was popular in the 1990s, and these boots have existed for longer than the Ancient One. If no one else had won their approval since, could it be they can dance to any music just by listening?

Interesting!

Clark, now thoroughly entertained, snapped his fingers again.

Paradise, let's go!

Indeed, even to the tune of "Paradise," which did not exist in this world, the boots skillfully performed the Butterfly Dance.

Witnessing this, Clark couldn't help but recall a line from a fantasy novel: This item is destined for me!

Since the Ancient One had allowed him to pick one or two magical items for protection, these boots surely fell within that allowance. With that thought, Clark immediately asked, "Boots of Speed, would you like to come with me?"

"Clap! Clap! Clap!" The boots responded immediately, tapping three times in a joyous manner.

Seeing this, Daniel couldn't hide his envy, "You're really lucky to find a magical item that resonates with you so well."

"Knowing that the power of an item depends not only on its quality but also on the compatibility with its owner, your ability to communicate with it without magic, as I've seen here in the New York Sanctum, is truly unprecedented."

In a few years, Strange would find a similar bond with the Cloak of Levitation, its compatibility not inferior to that between Clark and the Boots of Speed.

Wait!

It seems in the movie, Strange had already acquired the cloak...

Well, retracting my previous statement.

Clark slipped off his shoes, and the eager boots fitted themselves onto his feet. As magical energy flowed into them, Clark immediately understood their abilities.

Aside from dancing... cough, well, dancing was just a hobby. Their real power was flight and the ability to instantly generate magical circles underfoot, allowing for easy movement even thousands of meters in the air.

As a magical item, they could also change appearance at the owner's whim, very convenient indeed.

Under the envious gazes of his two companions, Clark floated three meters off the ground. This height was not the boots' limit but rather the room's. Continuing would mean hitting the ceiling.

Standing in the void for a few seconds, Clark then stepped down towards them, each step naturally generating a magical circle underfoot, as if walking on solid ground or descending a staircase.

Indeed, a spectacular show of force!

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