"Are you sure you want me to do this, sir?" Sherry confirmed.
"One hundred percent sure. Simulations can never produce the most accurate results. Only actual testing can prove everything," Michael replied.
As he spoke, he was wearing the newly completed Vibranium Armor. The armor still used black as its primary color, but he had replaced the secondary color with gold. The helmet's lenses retained the previous generation's V-shaped design. Its built-in battery had been replaced with a Terrigen Crystal, which possessed immense energy storage and could restore its own energy, continuously supplying crystal energy to every part of the armor.
He stood in a cleared-out area of the laboratory, facing several mechanical arms controlled by Sherry. Two of them each held a gatling gun, while another carried a miniature Vulcan cannon. Every barrel was aimed at Michael.
Of course, he had not forgotten to use a spell to separate this testing area from the rest of the room—he did not want the shockwaves from the upcoming firepower to blow his laboratory flat.
"Are you ready, sir?"
"Bring it on."
The Gatling barrels began to spin, and the ammunition belts were rapidly fed into the magazines. Bullets swept in like a storm, ricocheting off the Vibranium Armor's shell with a clattering din. Special armor-piercing incendiary rounds tore through the air amid the Vulcan cannon's flames and struck the Vibranium Armor with tremendous force. Red-hot fire erupted across the armor's exterior like demonic claws, spreading rapidly until it hit the indestructible magical barrier behind Michael and rolled back like ocean waves.
Vibranium truly deserved its reputation as one of Marvel's most famous pieces of black technology. Its nearly anti-scientific, anti-physical defensive capabilities were no exaggeration. The armor perfectly withstood the barrage, and even the Vulcan cannon's armor-piercing rounds could not shake