I Became Robin?! (Honkai Star Rail)

The battlefield of shattered ruins vanished before them, replaced by a bizarre city bathed in perpetual twilight. Sleek, flat cars glided through the streets, and colossal billboards towered above skyscrapers, advertising products none of them had ever heard of.

Their sudden appearance drew the attention of passersby. Some looked indistinguishable from ordinary humans, while others were short and stocky, resembling gnomes (Pepeshi). There were even robots (Intellitrons) with golden metallic heads.

In an instant, Zhong Wanhong realized this was definitely not any place on Earth.

Is this another of the Martyr's abilities? Is everything around us part of an Illusionary Realm?

With the change in battlefield, Zhong Wanhong's position was now exposed. But when he glanced at the Martyr ahead, he saw a similar expression of bewilderment and slight confusion on the man's face.

The Martyr's third ability was indeed to create a True Illusion, but the realm he had conjured was far different from what he had imagined.

Theoretically, the ideal Illusionary Realm for combat would have been a simple grassy field in White Eagle. Such a battlefield would be easy to construct, requiring minimal creation, allowing the Martyr to focus on enhancing his primary ability.

He certainly wouldn't have wasted time and effort painstakingly crafting this overly detailed Illusionary Realm, teeming with a bustling crowd. It was completely unnecessary.

The Martyr sensed the reason almost immediately: his ability was being interfered with!

The Martyr's third ability was an area-of-effect skill that pulled nearby targets into his Illusionary Realm. Naturally, this area included Robin, who was trapped in a "special Illusionary Realm" nearby. This wouldn't have been a problem in itself, as the Martyr hadn't targeted Robin with his ability, nor had he intended to pull her in.

However, due to their proximity, the Martyr's newly created Illusionary Realm came into contact with Robin's "special Illusionary Realm." Almost effortlessly, Robin's influence overwrote the Martyr's ability, resulting in everyone being transported to this strange, crowded place.

"How is this possible?! An Illusionary Realm born from the memories of an ordinary person is influencing my Ability in reverse!"

From Robin's perspective, Sunday realizing he was trapped in an Illusionary Realm was already absurd. But for Martyr, the true master of this Ability, his shock was immeasurably greater.

Martyr's expression twisted through several stages of disbelief. Most baffling of all, he was now desperately trying to break free, attempting to deactivate his own Ability, yet he couldn't.

It was as if someone had painstakingly crafted a weapon from scratch—designing every component, selecting the materials, and assembling the final product entirely by hand. Then, the finished weapon suddenly transformed with a mechanical klink-klank into a bipedal robot with a face and punched its creator in the face.

Martyr's brow furrowed deeply. Forget resolving this battle swiftly; he couldn't even escape until he understood what was happening.

If this dragged on too long, and the Dragon Nation's Special Mobile Squad arrived, his carefully planned covert operation would be a complete failure.

Martyr glanced at Zhong Wanhong, Yu Lin, and Lü Heng before activating an item he carried. His figure gradually faded into transparency, vanishing into thin air before their eyes, becoming invisible.

"Huh? He's not fighting anymore?" Yu Lin still gripped her greatsword, wary of a possible ambush. But a minute or two passed, and the expected attack never materialized.

"Isn't this place supposed to be a product of that guy's ability?" Lü Heng asked, equally puzzled. "Why did he drag us here? To trap us?"

"No, I don't think so," Zhong Wanhong replied, shaking his head. "The feather Robin gave us is still effective. Theoretically, he shouldn't be able to pull us into another Illusionary Realm. Besides, we all appeared here together, which suggests this isn't the same as the previous illusion."

"This must be Martyr's third, undocumented ability."

"Then why...?" The situation grew even stranger. As Lü Heng voiced his confusion, he suddenly spotted a small billboard bouncing down the road.

The fact that a billboard could move on its own was bizarre enough. But what made it truly peculiar was the figure printed on it—Robin, someone he knew all too well.

"Is that Bird Sister?" Yu Lin asked.

"..."

Yu Lin and Zhong Wanhong had clearly seen the billboard as well. Zhong Wanhong remained silent for a moment, possibly still stunned, before finally saying, "Let's go check it out."

The billboard had been chasing a passerby earlier, running after them for a short distance before returning to its original position. Now, drawn by the approaching trio, it darted toward them.

As it neared, a cheerful background tune began to play, followed by Robin's beautiful singing.

Unlike other billboards, the Robin Billboard didn't speak; it simply played music. Perhaps because the song itself was the best advertisement, requiring no additional promotion or rhetoric.

Lü Heng had never heard this song before, but the moment the melody started, he knew without a doubt that it was Robin singing.

This only deepened the mystery. Wasn't this place a product of the Martyr's Ability? So, while using his power, had that guy also written a new song for Robin?

Could the perpetrator also be a Robin fan? Lü Heng wondered. Did they lash out at the Bureau of Anomalous Investigations because they couldn't get concert tickets?

Shaking his head to dismiss this absurd thought, Lü Heng spotted a pedestrian passing by. He hurried over and stopped them. "Excuse me, could I bother you for a moment? Could you tell me where this place is?"

The pedestrian's expression was unmistakable: he looked at Lü Heng as if he were a complete fool.

Perhaps because he was in a good mood, the pedestrian answered anyway, "This is Penacony. You don't know? How did you even get into the dream?"

Penacony... Dream? Lü Heng mentally noted these unfamiliar terms. "Do you know Robin?"

The pedestrian's expression of utter bewilderment intensified, as if Lü Heng were mentally deficient.